About Me: I am a Madhan of 27 years, 6″ tall, broad shoulder, not so far not so dark (south Indian complexion). I am basically from Mysuru, currentl... working in Bangalore. Coming to the story (please bear with the background before the incident), there was an ear piercing function in my aunt’s house, who lives in a village. It was the month of December with cool weather, rains and fog all over. Because of my brother’s exams, my parents will not be able to make it to the function, instead, they. She rolled away from me, lying on her back and unzipped her skirt. I pulled it down her legs and threw it over my shoulder where it lodged on the TV set. Laura's shapely legs were covered with black stockings held up by a black lace suspender belt matching silk French knickers. My mouth started watering and my cock was twitching like mad. Laura propped herself up on her elbows and wiggled her boobs at me, her legs rubbing against each other. I reached for her shoes but she asked me to leave. Brandon opened the door before we actually knocked. His gaze went straight to my chest and he licked his lips. "Dressed like that you look just like the slut you are Gloria" He took me by the arm and led us into the house closing the door with a slam. I winced at the sound of the door closing. He directed us to sit on the couch and he took up a seat across from us. I was trying my best to keep the short skirt from riding up and exposing my pussy. I knew he had already seen it all but I refused. Weeks went by, and each night she came homefrom the shop she’d fuck me more wildly than she everhad. This was fine by me, but the fantasy startedcoming back. It’d be there during orgasm and when we’dtalk about our fantasies to each other lying awake inbed. It’d be there when I could hear her gettingherself off in the shower, and when I joined her. It’dbe there in the way she walked. And it’d be there inher dark blue eyes, every time she looked at me. Icould.