That and the thought thought of her tutor walking in to check on her at any time is enough to get her heart racing. She should stop, she knows she sho...ld stop, her heart is pounding and the hairs at the back of her neck are stood to attention. Instead she delves further into her lacy underwear. Her soft hand feels good against her perky bust. The contrast of her warm soft hand and delicate fingers gently gliding over her firm cold silky smooth chest is most comforting in a pleasurable way. Her. 'You are such a slut!' I shudder at the word, moan again, rub faster. 'A real piss slut! Fingering that pissy cunt while you suck my cock!'How does he know exactly when to say those kinds of things! My pussy spasms and I suck his dick hungrily, use my spare hand to wank the base of his shaft. I suck up and down the top half, my other hand soaked in the stream of urine and pressing on my clit.'Christ FUCK!' he says and goes up on his toes, his cock pulsing between my lips and a jet of bleachy. Sure it was nice for the occasional MILF to stroll in wearing a tank top and skirt, but that only happened once and a while. There was Jennifer but she would only tease me with small amounts of cleavage as she would lean over my desk to talk to me. This summer sure was going no where&hellip, I live alone in a one story house in the suburbs of a very large city. Being only twenty-one years of age juggling house payments, school and a job was hard to handle with no time to even think of a social. Aashka started sucking it, but her hair managed to fall in between. He held her hair back while pushing his dick deep into her throat that she couldn’t take it. Halfway through it and she screamed, “Stop, stop, I can’t breathe”.Aashka was almost crying. Rakesh held her up and started ramming his big dick in her pussy without lubricating. She was in pain, but not as much as before.After a short time, Aashka started enjoying it. Both of them were smiling painfully. He was ruining her pussy.