Do I know him?”“No… he’s just a friend!” Kerry lied.“Well if you think it’s worth it, go for it! After all its not costing you anything ...s it. Anyway we have to get back to class, let me know if it works out for you!” Chapter-TwoAll through the next lesson, Kerry couldn’t take her eyes off Knight; he often looked her way and passed a smile. Kerry was sure that Wendy was right, but how could she say that to him, supposing she was wrong, he might throw her out of the class, then where. But the problem is…where to go ?….we cant go to Sandips place….or in any hotel…..as if anyone show us…thatll creat big big problem…and sandip better understand the restrictions of being married lady….so while leaving baroda on National high way….he told me…clearly…look …we cant go to any hotel….or at my place…so better on the way…find some place where we can atleast find some liberty….i readily say sure….he drives car very fast…we cross the Mahi river..and than he turns towards Tarapur Cross. My cum dripped from Aunt Marti's cunt. Alice lifted her head to lick the cum from Aunt Marti.At last everyone was satisfied and we all lay down to rest. I was between Aunt Marti and Alice. They both turned toward me to rest a head on my shoulder as we recovered from our orgasms."This is just like old times, Marti," said Alice. "Three people lying in bed after one heck of a cum. Jan was usually in the middle, too. Just like Max. If you had a cunt, Max, we could be doing this again in another. When Axel had phoned her unexpectedly that afternoon to meet him at the corner of Fifth and Eighth, she had expected to be taken to the opening of a new art show or a party, not shadowing some poor girl up and down the streets of Greenwich Village."Damn you, Borman!" she snapped, using his last name to indicate her exasperation, although she could hardly keep from laughing at the picture he made... the distinguished Wall Street broker staring earnestly down at the beads and sandals and other.