I smell you, slide my fingers into you to check how wet you are, my fingers leave a trail of your juice over you as move again over your cheeks and in...o your asshole. Your asshole is tight and you reach your hands around to open yourself up. My cock is like rock. I grab your forearms, stand, slide into your cunt, and again we both fuck: wet n squelchy, but with little verbal sound, you look at me side long look with big eyes. Again, i remember just how hot n wet you felt around my meat. And. Her words slurred. Her walk was now a hunched run for balance with each step. She collapsed on the couch in the Pull Barn (yes they're so unbelievably rich that they have an enormous barn for their 6 cars, 3 ATVs, 2 motorcycles, and 2 golf carts). I looked through the window, and thought that she was passed out. I am not that low to where I'll give pleasure to myself using my aunts lifeless hands. But she moved, and tried to get up. I raced in. We are at least a hundred feet from anyone, in any. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her, and she became the woman in my fantasies at night. There were other beautiful, sexy female students, but for some reason, I was drawn to her. I wanted to know her name, to stand close and feel her next to me. I was much too shy to go up and talk to her, but started finding tables closer to where she was sitting, hoping by some miracle, we would meet and my fantasies would miraculously come true, but it never happened until one night, a month or so later we. I observed now Manish had a big erection and his pre-cum was oozing on his shorts. I got up asking Pammi to come and help me make coffee. She followed me to the kitchen. She was quite familiar with our kitchen and within minutes we made coffee.She told me her dress was new and I said it looked “mast” on her. She asked me why I wore Sunita’s shirt. I said, “We love some kinks like that. She even makes me wear her underwear to the office.” She giggled and said, “That’s ok but she keeps flashing.