Anjali slowly understood his mentality and made notes. She questioned him and learnt more about his sex drive which was overwhelming. She sent him awa... and told him to come to her clinic every evening for counseling. And day after day she noticed improvement. Ten days passed but Anjali knew she had not come to the ultimate end.Day 11: A ray of hopeRohan: I had this fetish of reading aunty sex stories and watching aunty porn.Anjali: So you’ve eyed any aunty type woman?Rohan: Err-IAnjali: I told. It was a very crowded shower stall, with three slick, nude bodies pressed together under the soothing hot jets. As I slipped out of the shower and began to dry off, the girls followed me to help out and I somehow found myself buried up to my base inside Summer’s slick and juicy gash. Deanna couldn’t resist breathing hard in my ear and on my neck as she fingered me, pushing me deeper into her sloppy slit.“Told you he was a great lover, girl! My kissing cousin is very sweet, very loving, very. ” I lowered the glass back slowly and drew the lip of the glass against the tip of my cock. We both watched as the final oozing drop of my cum clung to the edge of the glass as I moved it backwards. A fine web of semen connected the glass to my cock and then snapped to fall against the side of the glass. I held the glass in front of me and Emma watched mesmerized as I swirled the warm cloudy fluid around in the bottom of the glass.“What ... what are you going to do with that?” she asked as her. Alton liked to spank me a little before we would fuck. I don’t know why black men get so turned on about spanking a white girl, but they do. I loved the feel of his big black hands and they would sting my little ass cheeks. I know they say that most black men prefer big asses (mine certainly isn’t), but Alton seemed absolutely fascinated with my ass. He also loved to pull on my nipples as he fucked me from behind…doggystyle. Like Martin, Alton knew just how to make me cum and cum and cum until.