Preeta Aunty is a lady in late 20’s and is married, her husband is a marketing manager in a reputed MNC and stays in Mumbai, She can make guys get h...rd easily and ya she looks really hot and she wears all kind of dress, she stays alone as her in-laws are not alive and she is a teacher. She was wearing Shorts (upto her half thigh), and a loose T-shirt. She walked in and said Good morning raj , What took you so long to open the door, I smiled and said that I was in the wash room. She just gave a. .He said "this is just between us your not gonna go telling everybody at work and shit right?"...."well absolutely not", I replied,....my wife said sternly "I'll have to kill both of ya' if you say anything to anybody, this is our business and that's that",...she eased up next to him and gave him her look and said " that is if ya' still wanna' have some fun, it's up to you, I mean we've already done it on the phone and I was just sucking your cock, which we both were enjoying, you'll be the. The only thing missing was her butt however she turned and provided that too. I was flabbergasted and speechless. Then shelly pushed her shoulder straps off her shoulders and let the loose fitting dress fall to the floor. My finger was twitching on the trigger of my camera as I stared at my beautiful thirteen-year-old niece standing nude before me. Her dark blonde downy covered pussy was just as beautiful as her breasts were. She turned slowly around for me and then sat down opening her legs. I was certain he favoured this one or that one over me and I put myself through hell conjuring up all manner of depraved things that I was convinced he was getting up to with them. My jealousy knew no bounds. But honestly, I didn’t care if he fucked every girl in the entire congregation, so long as I was one of them.I had always been a good girl, but the day that man came to teach at our school that all changed. Suddenly and for no apparent reason I began talking back to my teachers, even the.