She still burned for him, but as the years went by she found it easier to control herself in his presence. She had dated, casually, but nothing had co...e of any of it. The dates had been fun diversions, nothing more, nothing less. It was easy to lose herself in college, and after that, commit herself even more fully to her study of magic. She watched her friends change with the years, the same in so many ways and yet the years brought new things for all of them; some had left and some were new.. I was still under a shock and suddenly Priya opened the bathroom door and addressed my mom saying, “I am here, Aunty.” I was relieved.Next day when we met, we again had the same session. This time, Priya made sure not to wear a bra so that I could taste both her breasts more openly and thoroughly. She just had a bath and was smelling heavenly. I was kissing all over her body, her neck, her back, her boobs, her lips, her stomach, her legs and every part of her body. She was also enjoy every kiss. Mujhe bhi to wahi chahiye tha.Mene multiplex me cornor ki seats li use lekar andar gaya. Andar jate hi wo mera hath khichkar apne boobe pe rakh diya. Mene apne dusare hath se use meri taraf khich kar uske lips ko apne muhme daba diya. Mene dhire dhire uske galo ko aur gale ko chatna shuru kar diya bilkul ek kutte ki tarah.Apne don hatho se uske boobbe daba raha tha. Dhire dhire mene apna hath uske t-shirt mese andar dala aur bra pe se dabane laga. Wo apne ek hath e mere lund ko hila rahi thi.. It was practically fresh. I shuddered, my pussy growing hotter and hotter.It was so unfair. I wanted to masturbate, but not with them in there. I didn't want to cum thinking of my daddy fucking that slut. She would be gasping on the cock I should be enjoying. She was stealing his dick from me.I sat down on the couch and stewed. I ground my teeth together, rubbing my thighs tight together. My clit throbbed. My juices flowed. Tingles raced through me. But I was too furious to masturbate now. I.