Meine pucha ki woh kiske ghar mein kam karta hain.. usne bataya ke woh humare ghar ke thik samne wale ghar mein kam karta hain.jub maine usko katora d...ya to usne apne dunu hatho se mere hath ko chune ke bad katora liya aur muskuraya.waise woh dikhne me boora nahi tha acha khasa well built tha.mein thoda thum gayi fir usne mujhe thank you kaha aur bola ” malkin apko agar kuch vi help chahiya ya sahara chahiye to aap mujhe bula lena “.meine ushe okay kaha aur dekha ki woh mere mamme ko fir se. Upon entering the room Leanna’s parents and three brothers saw no one. Thinking the worst they all went to re-exit the room to alert someone, but before they could they heard retching coming from the little bathroom that adjoined the room. Walking to the bathroom they saw Khadeem sitting on the floor crooning sweet nothings into Leanna’s ear, trying to soothe her as she convulsed repeatedly. ‘Should we get the doctor?’ David’s voice rung out in the silent room. Leanna was jerked back from her. Mr Hunt was shocked, the last thing he expected to be doing was fucking a fify something school teacher against a school office door frame while his daughter was outside with her breasts exposed and ‘Fuckslut,’ written across her forehead. He hoped Mrs Hunt didn’t realise what he was doing.Mrs Hunt was not even slightly interested in what Mr Hunt was doing, she had thought of nothing but Jarvis ever since he walked in the room, and now seeing his cock straining his coveralls as he lusted after. Later he got up and wearing his underwear and dhoti he went to the cot and lied on it. After sometime I could hear his steady loud snoring.Aunty got up and wore her blouse and sari. She went to the bathroom at the rear and later returned. By this time what I had seen had very much excited me and I inserted my hand into my trousers and I was slowly rubbing my cock which gave me a very pleasant feeling.When aunty returned I quickly took out my hand and closed my eyes to look as if I was sleeping..