Looking up at me with her beautiful brown eyes she told me to throat fuck her, so holding her head I started rubbing the head of my swollen leaking co...k across her face, teasing her with it. her tongue would snake out and lick the head as it went past and she would try to take it in, I didn't want to cum as fast as last time. Looking down at her she was looking up and begged me to give it to her, so I slowly started fucking her mouth, holding her head so it would go slow. her tongue was dancing. I guess partly for the same reason he made my skin crawl, he also made the more intimate parts of my body quiver as well. I still had fantasies about what it might be like to spend some quality time between the sheets with him and I wondered if he hadn't felt the same about me.The fact that I had managed to save Brock's life the last time we met had probably ruined any chance I might have had to know him better. That I had done it by accident added to the insult. Brock worked off a steel-strong. You and Dad married when he was 22 and you were 19. That doesn’t happen much anymore.”“What happened to one man and one woman for life?”Bethany smiled, “I don’t know; ask Jennifer and Josie. Or Larry and Drew.”“I think we’ll end this conversation now,” Nora said.“Good idea,” Bethany confirmed. “The kids are done with their meal. Shall we get the cake and presents and sing?”“Your dad will be home soon,” Nora said. “We’re waiting for him.”Harry walked in about five minutes later and we celebrated. Now my hips were moving to the rhythm of my fingers in circles – a traditional Sindhi girl who had not even worn a sleeveless to college yet.I was sitting in a tight shirt, with the first button opened, a tight mini skirt, which was pulled all the way up. Her hands up her pussy, fingers inside her hole, stroking, fingering with the utmost intensity, and enjoying it right in the middle of an exam hall surrounded by all male students. What a change!The voice calling to me from a distance was.