Mere padosan mein ek ladki rahthi thi our naam hai kala.age 22 smart girl thi.eo padosan hone ke karan mein our wo batchpan se close the.hum roj shaam...ko baat karthe the our closly move hota tha.ek din unke ghar mein wo akeli thi ghar ke sare kaam ki wajah se bahr gaye the. Our mein roj ki tarah unke ghar gaya our kala didi bolke chillane la to wo boli mein bathroom mein hu tum bait jao mein thodi der mein aati hu. Our mein unke bedroom me jake baitke TV dekhraha tha. Thodi der ke baad wo boli. A framed copy of the one of my parents as bride and groomwas also on the wall of the sitting room of our flat. My mother lookedbeautiful and happier than I had ever seen her. My father was veryhandsome; I could see no signs in his face of Rita Johnson, the worn andhaggard cleaning lady he would later become.I scanned my other relatives: my two grandfathers, both deceased, and myuncles who now lived on other continents. There was Dolly too, at theback of the group photo, beaming with. . she didn't really care. She knew that she was being forced to feel this way, but the fact of the matter was that the feelings were too powerful to resist and it was much easier to simply enjoy the pleasures she reaped through submission.She still blushed at the vivid memory of their orgy over the weekend... not to mention got 'wet'. Adam might have controlled her actions, but there was no denying how much she loved it, thinking, who wouldn't love multiple orgasms? All she wanted to do now was. She was barely breathing. Her forehead began to drip from the tension behind it."Bro', stand guard outside the door."My dick stood like a rock. I almost didn't dare to expose it, but Rod had called me 'Bro' and that meant a lot to me. I hurried out, shutting the door behind me. Rod would fix everything, I told myself. He'll find out what's going on. I leaned over and listened within."Rod, good heavens, you have to fuck me right now!" My dear mom suddenly screamed from inside the secured room.A.