That was the time when I enjoy myself watching that soft and squeezy cleavage of hers.Now because of Riya, I had a reason to go to Saranya aunty too. ...efore, with the fear of her husband, Saranya aunty insisted me not to come to her house. Instead, she only used to come when nobody was there at her home to have that erotic fun with me.Riya’s dad who was Saranya aunty’s husband also didn’t object me coming to their house daily as he felt that his daughter’s grades were improving because of me.As. When you saw me drop me shorts your jaw beat them to the ground. I then pulled off my shirt. I was know standing there in my flip flops and they didn't cover much. You got out of the car and walked to me. I saw you look around. I am sure you were wondering if we were about to be entertainment on a security camera, I didn't care. We kissed hard there was no gentleness no love just lust. I ran my fingers through your hair while we eagerly sucked on each others tongues. Your hands seemed to be. What a deceiving little bitch she was, with her warm smile and cold eyes... but at that very moment she was little more than a cheap whore masochistically loving the erotic torment the imbecile was thrusting into her moist, upthrust vagina.Bitch!And weren't they all! Parasites... Even worse than the so- called males that drifted to them. At least, the boys moved on, but these cock-struck broads... it was almost as if the word had spread regarding Rudy's protective wing. They came and they clung. "I know a couple of guys who dated her. According tothem, she demands that any boyfriend of hers must be willing to down onher." I found this line of conversation so far a little silly. So,she likes oral sex. Big deal. In this day and age it is virtually a requirementfor both partners to be willing in that department. I told Georges that. "No, no, no, you don't understand. Apparently, she isvery particular about how it is done. She insists on squeezing your head withher thighs. Hard. The guys I.