They didn’t say anything about four fingers so my plan was just to put one or two in my hole and get off, nice and easy. My pussy was wet as usual. ...ven though I was being blackmailed I was still in my classroom doing something dirty and my pussy didn’t know any better. I rubbed my hand on my cunt and then my ass making a nasty mixture of saliva and pussy juice. I slipped a single finger into my ass and let out a soft moan. It had been a while since I had played with my ass and it felt amazing.. I look up to see unmistakable hunger and lust in his eyes . I also see a bulge at the front of his jeens . I've never seen that expression on my brothers face , expecialy not towards me ." Whats wrong Mike " I ask but instead of responding he quickly walks over to me and kneels Infront of me . I'm not sure what's happening here but I'm interested . Mike pulls off my panties and I reluctantly let him . He then dose something that I never thought he would do , he kisses me . Not like a. He had so much to tell her. debilitating thoughts that lingered, getting more severe with each passing day. He came to her for consolation, that's what her degree was in, but as the appointments grew more personal and Avery began introducing his vicious, fiendish, and fiery past relationships, Becky became intrigued. He was the embodiment of all she yearned for. Within a few months of him becoming a patient, introspection shifted into extrospection; instead of digging through his mind, she. Me: How about pepper chicken curry with rice and...She: sounds nice but and....? what?Me: a bottle of wine?She: hell no,Me: I know that some body love to drink red wine occasionally.She: I guess somebody collecting information about me.Me: Mr Nemichand told me.She: you know that I'm Mrs Nemichand right,Me: Not today Miss Swapna.She: lol, you are funny,Me: so it's a yes for the wine,She: stop chatting and get to cooking,Me: okay Miss Swapna, I will pick you up in one hour,She: I'm living next.