It'll mean a lot of study and several years before I could begin, though." Uh, how much training does it take to be a therapist?" I asked naively."No,...silly," she replied, playfully slapping my shoulder. "I'm planning on becoming a Psychiatrist."I felt my jaw working as I thought about the implications of her decision. "Isn't that a bit extreme, after all, that'll take a long time of hard work, not to mention a lot of money?" I asked, realizing I'd just done what I'd been afraid of,. ‘Go take a shower, I’ll make some coffee.’ I stood under the hot water washing my tiredness away but trying to fix my mind on what happened last night. It was unexpected but amazing… I was getting turned on thinking about it all. I switched off the shower and dried myself off. I didn’t want to put on yesterday’s clothes and, well, I was feeling horny and a little presumptuous so I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed back into the living room to find Sarah sipping her coffee. ‘You’re. Don’t know why he thought that. Maybe because I was usually so reserved, but I knew he was right. I was the one who worked out, rode a bike to work multiple times a week - a 20 mile trip both ways.He hung around Jennifer like he was some sort of protector. Now, I’m not stupid. I wasn’t going to pick a fight with him. And while I wanted to screw Jennifer some more, I had other angles I was still working. So I was my usual self to the crowd.Did I feel guilty putting on this false face to my. “aunty, i have fantasized about fucking you since i learned about fucking. I used to jerk off so many times while thinking about you after coming over here to play”“oh, naveen, i had no idea!” i had never thought about me being in someone else’s fantasy.He is pumping very slowly. One hand is fondling my naked breast. My pussy is getting wetter and wetter. I can feel his cum from the previous time running down the crack of my ass and getting the carpet wet. His kisses are tender and long. I.