”This fit with how she had been acting for the past several months. She had gone from demanding sex and ‘Fuck you, Steve Adams!’ to asking for a...simple date. I figured a date was OK, and would give us a chance to talk.“How about tomorrow?”“I’ll pick you up at 5:00pm, OK?”“Sounds good, see you then.”I called Jennifer and talked to her about it. She wasn’t upset and said she wasn’t worried about Kathy at this point.On Friday, I had two final exams to complete, one for the morning class, once for. I glanced down at the low-cut 'V' of her blouse, but what she had in there wasn't 'tiny' at all."I'm Crissy Thomson!"Holy shit, it couldn't be. "Wait, you're that scrawny little mousy-brown-haired girl that used to sit in the back and draw pictures of horses during my lectures?"She used to draw pictures of horses having SEX during my lectures, but I left that part out. One of her drawings had stuck to her homework. Walking to my next class I about tripped down the stairs when I saw it. She was. He caught my neck, and I’m unable to breathe. My mom sat in front of me, removed his hand, and set me free.She whispered in my ears, “It’s ok, Honey. Do it. They will not leave us until we do this.” I was shocked. They made my mom bend in a doggy style position and asked me to fuck her in a doggy style. I inserted my dick inside her pussy and started moving it.One of the guys asked me to press her boobs while fucking her. I placed both my hands on her boobs and started pressing them. They stood. She might be around 35 years, her churidar was skin tight, showing all the curves, with good eyes, good looking face, a very fair one, tight, firm and bulky boobs, not so flat stomach, a shapely hips, white under pants with shapely and bulky thighs. I was standing mouth aghast , with one of hand on my hair scratching it and other indicating an action What?”. Then the lady in white churidar said “ Hai I am Roopa. I am staying in the next floor”And extended her hand for a shake hands. I shook her.