The smell felt like take a puff of a joint and I was getting lightheaded. I smelled it more and rubbed it against my face. It felt good and I realized...my dick was hard. All of a sudden, I realized what I was doing. So, I quickly took the towel and left. I told to myself that it was wrong and I shouldn’t.I finally came to the dining table for lunch. Mom asked the servants to leave as she will serve herself.Natasha: Varun, you have not been eating well. I have made your favourite butter chicken. She had a captivating glow in her eyes. She walked gracefully and talked smart. Cleavage was apparent from her deep neck top that gave a glimpse of the snow-white treasure. I offered her a seat and started asking about her career aspirations. When she was detailing her future career goals, I was concentrating on the milky white thighs that were exposed from the short skirt. Suddenly she caught me in the eye and I was dumb-founded. Then she delivered a killer smile and continued talking. I. His entire body demanded copulation, and unable to resist the hypermasculine desires the football had cursed him with any longer, he finally got up, walked over to Amy, and roughly pushed her down onto the bed. Amy giggled as he pulled his massive, rock-hard cock out of his boxers and prepared to mount her, his large balls already brimming with potent seed once more and the tip of his cock dripping with thick pre-cum."I can never say no to you for long," he said affectionately, and his cockhead. I could feel the blood rushing back to my prick as I looked at her sexy, young body. She must have noticed I was staring, or maybe she saw my cock twitch, because before I could say or do anything, the next thing she said was, “Don’t worry, I just turned eighteen last week.”“I… uh…” was all I could manage to get out.“I know you want to fuck me,” she interrupted, “it’s ok, I want you to fuck me.”I still just stood there, still not sure how to proceed. If things weren’t already awkward enough the.