"I've already explained this! You hit puberty five weeks ago, and you hadn't taken cock till now! Don't forget, you're who chose Steve to deflower you..."Terri moaned in response: "I didn't choose anybody! You ORDERED me to submit! The only option I was to pick my own r****t!" And you chose Steve! Glad you did, hon! Do you feel how powerful his big cock is??? Jesus, I'm a slave to it! And so will you, soon enough! Now raise your legs so he can go deeper!"Britt did as she was told, and a second. Reshma and me thanked Ravi and said bye to each other.Kuch dino me humne ek one bedroom apartment rent kiya. It was in good locality. Usi community me mere kuch colleagues aur mere Boss Ravi rehte hai. Is community me sab amenities hai jaise ki gym, grills for Barbaque, swimming pool, garden for kids. Kyun ki Reshma ghar pe rehti hai, uska schedule usne fix kar liya hai. Subah uthkar mere liye wo tiffin banati hai, aur baad me khud nahati hai, bete ko nehlakar 11 baje use school bus stop pe. It was flat fronted but pleated at theback, making it a bit flippy but I was used to it and if I did losecontrol of the hem the black knickers and tights meant it would not betoo revealing. I pulled on the red skinny rib polo neck sweater, noticedthere was no hint of nipple through the sweater which is what I wanted,and with black ballet pumps and after makeup and putting my hair up in asort of messy bun I was happy, well sort off.As we walked to the train station I was getting more nervous.. She immediately picked up the phone, being sure it was from her husband and opened the messaging app to find a picture of a thick, throbbing cock jutting out of the zipper from a jeans pant.She bit her lips involuntarily as her finger traveled inside her panties. It had been a long time since she had seen her hubby get hard for her, and was proud that she had finally made his dick lust for her. Suddenly she realized that it didn’t look familiar.Keshav had stopped wearing jeans pants long ago.