What is it about? I don’t understand?" Allyson persists. “Oh did I say that? Now?” I ask in disbelief. “Ya, you said that”, she says and aga...n continues, “In fact, you were talking about the affective memory of breasts. Then suddenly you went quiet and just as I tried to draw your attention, calling out hello sir, hello Prof. Brandon, hello sir, suddenly you said I don’t have to feel bad about, God knows what?” (It seems that I have actually re-enacted the conversation that I had with her then. “Come to the sofa, and I have a gift for you” Sumit took the packed gift out. Diya had by now forgotten the pain already.“What’s in it?” an excited Diya asked.“Wait for the end of our teaching,” Sumit replied switching the TV on. It was a sultry show of women on the beach, with bikini girls and nudists.“This is how people dress for a beach,” Sumit affirmed his shy landlady.“But I don’t have a bikini” Diya framed an excuse.“Why don’t you unwrap the gift?” Sumit smiled. In the gift was a red. As Ann slowly settled down, she rolled onto her right side and began stroking my rock hard dick through my pants. Her face was only a few inches from my zipper. Almost before I knew it, she had opened my belt, unsnapped and unzipped my pants, and had my dick in her hand. She gently stroked the full length of my dick several times, before starting to kiss and lick the underside of it. Then, without warning, Ann sat up, turned her body to face me, and laid back. She placed her head on the. “Do you need any help in here, Aunt Denise?”Instead of taking it out, I quickly shoved the hot dog up inside my pussy, and leaned over like I was reaching for some more hot dogs. Sal came over and said, “let me get them for you.” I wasn’t sure if he had seen me fucking that hot dog or not. He seemed calm, but I was unsure. I knew one thing, that hot dog up inside of my pussy was making me so damn horny. It was all I could do not to grab Sal by his neck, throw him up on the countertop and.