Fir wo ghutno pe baithi and mere lund ko ache se choosne lagi and maine unka head pakad kea age peeche krne laga and wo bahut deeply suck kr rhi thi a...d maine notice kiya wo mere balls ko v sehla rahi mujhe ajeeb sa current feel hua and maine waise hi unke boobs ke upar se unka nipples dabaya and fir unhone kaha varun do me wild(note mera naam samrat hai magar iss profession m mujhe mera naam varun mila tha).Maine unki black panty sarkayi and unki aadhi khuli red bra ko pura khola and apne. "Oh, hey son. I didn't expect you here. Did you finish up with Trinity's house?" His voice sounded a little strained as he spoke."Yeah, dad. I took care of the yard, then helped her with some stuff inside. Then she got a little tied up. When I left, she was taking a nap." Good. That's great." I saw his hand was gripping his desk. "I'm glad- I'm glad you could help her out like that. She's having a tough time lately. It's good that she has people she can c-count on." No problem, dad. Say,. You've already figured out the whole thing. Maybe I should just leave and you make up your own fantasy.The year is 1979. I was an assistant professor in philosophy and Molly was a senior, only six years younger than I. Molly was 22 and brighter than I've ever been. 5'6", long brown hair and eyes that spoke volumes. Small breasted, she usually went braless and often wore t-shirts and Indian skirts. We were friends and lovers and although I had a role in "corrupting" her (getting her used to. Her screams and pleads can barely be heard from underneath his grasp.The footsteps are now landing on the tile floor of the lobby. The foyer dooropens and someone exits. With in moments the scent of sulfur followed by thesmell of cigarette smoke fills the air. With the smoker retreating into the night, he returns tothrusting hard. Placing his hand around her throat, he begins to squeeze as heseals her mouth and nose. A minute passes; he removes his hand from her mouth.She gasps for air and.