‘How long have known?’ Susan smiled. ‘Since college,’ she said leaning back into the couch. ‘If you knew, then why didn’t you say somethin...? Why would you let me go out with him all those times if you knew?’ Kris was totally confused. ‘I’m so sorry. It’s wrong.’ Susan took Kris by the hand. ‘No, it’s okay. You have nothing to feel sorry about. I trust you. I trust you with all my heart. It’s alright’ ‘Really? You’re just not saying that.’ ‘Kris,’ Susan began, ‘there are 2 people in this world. Whom the orphanage could not control.Fortunately in here we have the methods and means to cure you of this domestic and urban cancer before it is to late. If fact in here we specialize/ cater to girls such as yourselves. We administer real corporal punishment . We also administer strict arduous sexual corrections. You wont get off lightly. Now Jillion will wait her, and you Amanda will come with me into the Governesses reception room.With that she firmly took Amanda’s arm and marched her into. The heroine of the story is my aunty age 42.She looks fair with a structure of 36 32 36.She got married to my uncle when I was 16 from that time I had a crush her.Slowly it developed in a sexual desire with the years.But didn’t have the courage to take it forward, I used to go to their house when she is washing clothes and see her boobs as they are wet and when she is feeding her son.This went on for years then finally the day came and I got the chance to touch her boobs.I always try to get a. Wouldn't you?" Again, she nodded. "But you also want me to come inside your mouth."Rachel nodded eagerly, pulled back so that my cock came out of her throat and mouth, and spoke, "I want to swallow your cum! I want to coat my throat with your hot jizz. Keep throat fucking me like the whore I am!" Her eyes blazed with need for fulfillment that only I could give."I will give you what you want. You're a slut, and you want to be treated like one." She nodded, then took my dick into her mouth.I.