So this story is about how I fucked my friend’s aunty. So this is the story that I with my 3 friends join a tuition which we used to study at our fr...end’s home because our sir was not having any home nearby us and he used to come directly from our school to teach us. In my friend’s house there was his aunt; he lives with his aunt only and rest of his family were living in the village. So let me introduce u all from his aunty; her name is Diksha. She is a mother of a 10 year old girl her. But, it will be there and sincere more often than you might think. I've never had a Daddy, not even a fucked up one, like hers." I am here for both of you, in that department. While you are getting dressed, have Adrian explain about the "Free Space" and "The No Baggage" rooms. That way when I say that I'm here for you, you'll understand that it isn't just as your Master." Yes Sir" Now go get ready, we've got a girl to go put through the "Test Of Fire" you two are planning."I got a "Yes Daddy". .. he will huh! And I’m sure it will be while I’m at work,” I said playfully frowning, knowing she promised that I would be there whenever she was with Eric.She decided to play along replying, “Well actually, Eric said he was going to kidnap me and keep me locked up in some swanky Honeymoon suite with a hot tub, feeding me chocolate covered strawberries and champagne while he fucks my brains out all weekend,” really working her evil grin.“Fine, then I’ll just spend all weekend in front of the. The wave of his aftershave washed over her, the door closed shut and locked with the faintest click. The sound echoed through her head.“Well,” he walked around her to sit casually on the edge of his desk. “That's the workforce placated, at least, isn't it?”She nodded, still inarticulate and becoming less able to meet his eyes by the second.“Now there's just the small matter of how you apologise to me.”“Yes, Sir,” she croaked. “I am sorry, Sir. I am. I won't be late anymore, I...”His patronising.