Gayatri was a stern disciplinarian and a doting mother. She could go to either extremes a gentle, kind and loving angel or a harsh and firing squad or...ering Hitler. Sujata went nervously, wondering what her mood was.“Young lady, lift up your skirt and lie on the bed and spread your thighs” she ordered.Sujata gulped and obeyed. Gayatri spread her cunt lips and exclaimed “My God, what have you done to your cunt? I thought you were getting fucked occasionally, it looks like a well fucked randi’s,. Once his dick was her’s the ability to orgasm was gone.That’s why Jean had set up the two of them to have their affair. She hadn’t feared that Emma would actually steal Scott away from her because she had understood that Emma needed Jean around. Needed the thrill of getting Scott to cheat. Taking him completely wasn’t an option.‘Just like how I need Scott taken for me to orgasm.’Jean bit her lip.‘And god do I miss cumming!’The psychic had known for ages that she was into cuckqueening. Men could. My feet hurt and my face was freezing by the time I got there. I prayed to god that she was home. I should have thought about it first, but in all my desperation, I had totally forgotten that she might have plans for New Year’s Eve and be out somewhere in the city. The door to her house was slightly ajar. Second floor, the note from Professor Morrigan read. It was one of these old, colonial style houses with deep, low stairs that creaked awfully, but I barely noticed them because my heartbeat. . and then she asked me? Tera irada kya hai? Mera hath pakad k chal raha tha, ab mere najdeek aate ja raha hai.. And all I could say is Kya tumhe isse koi problem hai? She dint bother to even answer and she rested her face on my shoulder and held my hands near my elbow. We spend some quality time talking to each other.Then suddenly she wanted to say something and looked towards me and I too looked at her and my lips accidently met with hers. We dint talk for almost 2 mins and just then I placed.