It started from the day i heard erotic sounds of my mother moaning and bed cracking when my father was fucking her.from that day onwards i always trie... to listen the noise coming from my parents room whenever she used to get stuffed. I knew for certain that she was satisfied and it would be hard to seduce her.but god gave me chance to fulfill my dream recently. About six months back my parents came to bangalore to meet me and my sister(my parents live in another city).after 2 to 3 days on the. Pulls me to my feet like I'm a ragdoll, then He stops and is looking at my crotch as he holds me up by my shoulders, and he's smiling like some evil cat; I look down at myself and I can see what he's looking at. My leggings are soaked. I Can see my hard clitty there. I can't seem to feel it, but I can see it pressing, straining against the my lycra leggings. I'm like "wtf", when did I cum? Before I can process this complicated situation, and I mean complicated because I'm a bimbo, cock drunk. “What do we have here?” “It’s not fair, Mom!” Chris lamented. “My teacher, Miss Lana… always walks around in class with her big boobies bouncin’ all over the place… and her curvy, tight little butt cheeks under a short skirt… Damn! I can’t help myself!” Chris had a rock hard erection, tenting his pants straight out. Lois felt sorry for her teen age son, knowing full well the affect the shapely blonde teacher had on her son’s libido. He often came home with an erection, frustrated, horny. At least with them I was safe and I did not have this fear of possibly dying. Before I had the chance to turn around he grabbed me. He threw me up against the cold brick wall. My body shivered as parts of it hit my back through the breaks in my clothes. He leaned in and bit my neck, causing me to lose my breath. I grabbed a hold of his sides and pulled him closer to me, growling every time he bit or nibbled at my skin. He had me pinned so tightly against the wall that I was in a small amount of.