As I spanked my own arousal was becoming too much for me to handle and I found myself moaning along with chitra as my hand pounded. Chitra’s hands h...d found her way to her own tits and she was twisting and pinching them as I spanked until I heard her keenly wailing while bucking her ass and hips, grinding them into my lap, spreading her legs and cheeks with her hands so I could slap her pussy and bum-hole. God, how I spanked and slapped that perfect little peach until it was a red as an apple. I started pleading her and she never cared.I was pleading her and caught her tightly from back and said I done because of your body I attracted to. She then told this is the age of attraction. And said don’t repeat this. I said ok aunty.Then next day after coming from college she was looking gorgeous she had put new saree and bathed freshly. I didn’t ask any thing as I was already in shame. Then I was in my room she came to me, and asked are you still doing that thing. I said no aunty. She. You were about to reach for her breasts when the alarm went off. You cursed at the damn clock that was cock-blocking you.” Oh babe I loved to stay and play with your little friend but we need to get ready or we’re gonna be late.” She kissed you one last time and got out of the bed, giving you a nice view of her backside as she walked to the bathroom. You cursed once more and got out of the bed too.The rest of the morning went normal as you had breakfast, kissed your wife goodbye and headed to. I was one of the coordinators and taught one of the symposiums. You made quite the impression, Sergeant Reaper.”I remembered that seminar. It was about six months after I made it to the Tactical Response Team, and Crowley and Jenkins had sent me to the FBI training complex in Quantico, Virginia when a training slot had opened. It had been very educational, but perhaps not quite the way it was originally intended. I gave a sheepish smile. “I’m surprised the FBI wants anything to do with me these.