Ingeburg nodded. "Can I help you?" Yes, did you learn to butcher?" No, I wasn't allowed."It hurt Pelle to see her obvious dismay over her lack of skil...s, and he touched her cheek. "I'll teach you, don't worry."That afternoon, Pelle taught Ingeburg the use of a skinning knife. He also showed her how to sharpen a knife, how to cut a buck open, how to gut it, and how to cut it into the various parts. He showed her what the covered bucket with urine was good for. The stale urine turned into. My mind was still occupied with the terrific experience, which I had with mom last night. I wanted to go to her room and fuck her furiously. I was longing to feel her beautiful pussy again pulsating around my rigid cock. At times, I felt like going to her room and raping her. But, I realized that I didn't have that much courage, and further, I didn't want to hurt her. I felt like a coward and wanted to run away from home.Suddenly, I heard the faint sound of footsteps on the stairs. Someone was. All of them headed to the courtyard or the canteen for a break. Aarushi too walked out with Vikram thinking for a suitable place to spend the next hour before their next class.“This forever long class left me feeling so horny” Vikram said, in a naughty tone.Aarushi looked back, “I am sure that you are dying to jerk off” and replied with a wink.“Why not?” asked Vikram “Let’s make out together” he suggested.Aarushi was surprised – “Here? In the college? Have you gone mad?” she asked taking it for. " A ghost," said a voice that neither Carl or Peter recognized. They bothturned around together and were suddenly face to face with a pretty youngwoman, only they could see right through her."Fuck!!!" was all Carl could say, that and some minor screaming, as hefell backward onto the bed trying to put as much room between himself andthe ghost. "Stay away!" Please, don't be alarmed, I don't mean you any harm..." she said in avery soothing voice. Carl was behind the bed now peering over it.