Kuchh der k baad maine aunty ko sidha kiya or unki chut ko suck kiya to wo jor jor se gandi gandi galiya bakne lagi, aaaahhhhhhhhhhh hhiiiiii mujhe ma...ega kya haram jade , chhoooooooood do plz…. , mai mar joungi bahanchod……………… bas bhi karo ab or nahi saha jata faad de meri bhosdi ko bana de iska bhosda aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh hiiiiiiiiiiiiii uuummmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhh.Iske baad maine bhi unhe jyada na tadpate hue unhe nal ki taraf jhukne k liye bola or unki ek taang ko pakad kar upar ki oo uthakar. He wrapped me in his arms and held me like I was a precious bundle. I said nothing and stayed there wrapped in his arms while I let him console me. I drifted off to sleep. I wake a few hours later. I need a shower. I felt dirty.I slid out of his arms and out of the bed. My feet hit the cold floor, making my way to the bathroom. I find clean towels and shampoo and turn on the hot water in the shower. I climb in and let the hot water run over me, cleansing me from the outside in. I rub the. I rub my clit until I can hardly stand it anymore, then I probe down until I can slide my index finger into the hole. I push it in as far as I can and caress the soft walls of my pussy. Then I pull it out and back up to my clit so I can rub it some more. I can hardly stand the wait in traffic, but rubbing my pussy makes it all the easier to deal with. I can hardly wait to get home and f—k myself. I want to come so badly, but again, decide it will have to wait until I get home and can really. Megan went over her options and concluded there really was only one. She wouldn't come out of her room.Sure, there was two days left in the experiment, and it would be tough to lose her $7,000, but her dignity was worth at least that much. Wasn't it? And it wasn't like she was going to be a complete shut in; she could always come out when the other two were sleeping. Or fucking. There didn't seem to be much of a distinction for Olivia and Lyn these days.But when the tone sounded, she found.