“It’s okay”, I said as I knew she must be full of guilt and must be thinking of her husband right now. “You didn’t do anything wrong, it was...just the call of your body, you didn’t do it on purpose”, I said reassuring her so that she would feel better.I am generally weak at consoling jobs but still I had to do that because I had a job left unfinished or maybe because her beautiful yet pitiful face somewhere was melting the walls I had built against emotional relationships. Why? Well, we will. She shoved her blanket aside and headed for the bathroom to brush her teeth. She finished her business in the washroom and turned the light off. She was on her way back to her room when she heard some noise coming from the living room. She cocked an eyebrow since the living room was dark and Hill's bedroom door was left ajar with the lights off meaning her roommate wasn't in. Addie remained where she stood and listened. Now the sounds coming from the living room sounded like a mixture of moans. I’ve fucked much worse things.The house was a fucking mess, and she apologized, saying it was a friend’s place she was using for the afternoon. I was thinking I need to go a bit upscale next time, but she had a pretty face and a nice bod, and hell, I was kind of committed at this point. We went upstairs to a bedroom that was only a little cleaner than the living room, but at least the bed was neat, and smelled of fresh linens.I peeled off the requisite number of Jacksons, adding one more for. TV par movie lagi thi “Murder” uske bold scene dekhkar mera lund to tent banana ki tayyri karne laga, maine jab aunty ki taraf dekha to auntyne sharmake apni aankhe zuka li, to maine apna haat unke haat par rakh diya, usne zat se apna haat hata liya. Maine kaha thik hai aunty ab me chalta hu to wo kehne lagi ke kyo na aaj raat tum hamare ghar par hi so jao, muze bhi dar nahi lagega, maine kaha thik hai mai apne kapde badalkar aata hu, aur me apne kapde badalne apne gahr gaya maine fresh hokar.