Katie had Hermione pressed against the edge of the tub, one hand tangled in the mass of wet curls and the other hidden beneath the water, though it wa... gripping the brunette's small ass roughly. One of Hermione's hands was drayped over Katie's shoulder while the other was artfully rubbing her thumb across the pert, pink nipple of Katie's left breast. Katie was moaning softly into Hermione's mouth, grinding her bare pussy against Hermione's thigh beneath the water, the soap allowing their bodies. The third semester had ended and there were relatively less students on the campus as most of them had gone home for vacation. I didn’t go home as my parents had gone for an overseas trip.There was this beautiful angel named Pooja in my junior batch. She too had not gone home for some reason. She was of 5’ 6″ height and had a stunning model like figure with perfect assets. From day one, I always fantasized about her and wanted to have a very passionate sex with her. She was quite reserved and I. I used to fake orgasms, so my husband would think I was enjoying and keep him happy. I was a teacher when got married and my co-workers thought I was a happily married woman: sympathetic, filled with joy. After my husband’s death I became a sad woman mourned him so no sex at all, which contributed to my condition now. I frequently had to masturbate but didn’t get enough gratification and felt necesity for a male macho man to satisfy my desires: this was out of the question, a mature. His hand came down in a sharp slap, making my ass cheek instantly pink, as he got between my legs and fitted his cock head to the dripping wet lips of my pussy. “You’re going to be a very busy girl for a while”, he told me. “And you’re going to be a good slave and perform very well for everyone, aren’t you?” Again he slapped my ass sharply, followed this time by his cock entering my pussy and drilling all the way in until his balls were slapping against me. “Yes master” I screamed, “as you.