“Cheating on you,” she says.“How did you cheat on me?” I ask her. There is a big pause of silence before I realize her eyes are tearing up. I ...eally don’t know what to do. I put my arms around her and pull her into me. She puts her head on my shoulder and just leaves it there. “Darling, how did you cheat on me?” I ask again.“Well, after we got back from the trip, you know that I went to my house to get some clothes and such. Well, an old boyfriend was at my house waiting for me. He had brought. Together, the girls dropped to their knees, stroking Peter’s legs, keeping their eyes fixed on his engorged head. Gemma poked her tongue out and it collided with Aisha’s as they flicked the end of his cock, making them giggle. Peter drew breath sharply and a little pre-cum oozed from the slit. Gemma licked it away and then rolled her tongue over the end as Aisha stroked the shaft. Peter was trembling and more pre-cum began to dribble out. Aisha used it as lubrication, wanking his cock gently.. . please forgive me “. She dint reply me at all. I thought it’s all over.I sent messages to her daily like apologizing for my act. She dint speak with me even in college. After a week I got a reply from her. She said she forgives me and told that not to repeat like that. I said yes I won’t repeat like this mam. But I could not stop imagining things. I fucked her daily at my dream and masturbated. One day she wore a new saree. It was red in color. She always wore low hip sarees. My cock got. I quickly picked up a duster and an aerosol of polish and moved to the other side of the table nearest the patio doors, with my back to the doors I started to polish the table, I heard the creaking of the ladders and knew any second now he will see me semi bent over the table, too late now fuck it carry on I thought. I just kept polishing the table stretching over it and knowing he must be able to see right up my skirt my ass cheeks peeking out the bottom of my skirt.I heard his cloth start to.