They would befriend her and spend 'quality time' with her in class or on school projects. They eagerly supported her many social and cultural causes. ...n a word, they respected her.If boys hounding you for dates or girls imitating your every style move was how you gauged popularity, then Janet was most popular. But if you looked deeper, if you gauged genuine admiration by the look in others' eyes, then Penny beat Janet hands down. And, no matter how hard she tried, Janet was unable to rise in. "Oh my god." Ala moaned.I massaged her swollen pussy lips with my cock head, stretching every inch of the sides. I was going to fuck her bareback.Ala was moaning uncontrollably, 'UUUuuHhh... uuHHhhh... uuuhhhh."A huge wet spot had formed on the bed under her pussy."Come on," she encouraged me with her eyes closed.We frenched wildly, my body firmly on her, her legs spread and locked around my legs. Her hands were on my muscled bum, trying to pull me into her. My cock head gently slid in and out. Running my fingers up her stomach to her chin, I could tell she was not doing well. Her skin was clammy, her face was pale, and her eyes were bloodshot. “Looks like someone had way too much fun last night,” I said tracing her lips with my finger.Megan gently bit down on my finger and twirled her tongue around it a few times, then bit down hard.“Ouch, what was that for?” I said pulling my finger away from her.“I couldn’t resist, Jay. Sometimes, a woman has to get her shots in,” Megan said with. The foreground of this episode was started when I was sent to my uncle (actually my mother’s brother) in 11th class. But the background was developed when I first saw her. Oh my god! What a lady she is? She is such a flower whose qualities cannot be described in words. She is Anju, my aunty. But I never surmised her so. I always assumed her mine.Well, she was always there in my dreams. She is in my arms and kissing me, I am fondling her, she is ruling me, and I am serving her, I am licking her.