Vanishree was convinced that Mrs. Ashima was perhaps the hottest female she had ever come across. Mrs. Ashima almost stood at 5’8” which made her ...ook so imposing in the company of other females in the institute. She seemed to be working very hard to maintain her physique as her sexy curves were just a matter of envy for most of the female students. What started of as a mere admiration was soon turning out to be a sexual desire, although it took some time for Vanishree to realize that she had. ” I guess we dropped off because I awoke hearing someone coming in. I had time to nudge Linda and she scooted over to the other end of the couch pretending she was asleep. Wendy looked at me when she came into the living room.“Geesus Stanley, I left long enough so you could make love to my daughter. I’m wondering about you.”“Keep wondering. Linda was crying when you left. She assumed you went out to get screwed one more time before her father got home. It took a lot to convince her to wait and. I moved in front of her, and had her move one leg lower, and a little to the side, exposing her triangle of hair, and some of her cleft. I could detect moisture through the longer lens I was using.I moved a little closer to her as she asked, "Do you do this kind of photography often?" Do you mean the flowers, or shooting people?" Oh, I meant the people, especially women. Do you always get them to take their underwear off?" Well, taking your underwear off was your idea, but it seems to have. “I'll teach you, you nasty little bitch!” and drop my hand, raining blow after stinging blow across your tender flesh. You try to scream but gag on your panties. You try to squirm away from the onslaught to no avail. Finally I push you off the hood and you land in a heap in the dirt. Your knees burn as the gravel digs into them. I savagely pull your hips up and kneel behind you. “I know one place your sweetie stayed away from” I sneer. I spread your full cheeks and spit on your puckered hole..