Maine kameez thoriaur hata di aur hath phairta raha. (Gashti ko pata chal gaya tha k main hon bcuz ghar mein sirf hum 2 log he thay)khala apni jagah s... zara bhi nhi hili. Mera dil choomne ko ker raha tha aurphir maine khala ki kamar pe apne hont laga diye aur choomne laga. Achanak wouth gayi aur meri taraf boht Ghussay se daikhne lagiKhala:zunair tum baaz aa jao yeh theek nhi.Me: yeh theek hai aur tujhay bhi maan’na parray ga.Khala: tu kia chahta hai?Me: Tujhay, tera jism tera pyaar. Khala.. I'm here to serve Josh, to please and amuse him. I'm here to serve as a sex object, a concept that for some reason is nowhere near as offensive to me as it was just a few short days ago.I followed him through the house to the front door. I grabbed my purse but he stopped me and asked, "Do you have a fake I.D.?"I shook my head."Then you don't need that. Leave it."We started to leave but on second thought he said, "Give me your driver's license and your house key."I dug those items out of my. To overcome my weakness in studies as it was a public examination I joined tution classes near my house. My tution master was a handsome young man around 22 years. I used to attend his classes early in the morning around 6.00 am to 7.30 am and in the evening 6.00 to 7.30 pm. The tution was conducted in his house where he was staying alone as he was not married and doing some private job. In the mornings I was the only student attending the classes as my house was nearer and I needed special. North and south, then round and round. Then more of the same, only harder. Her lips were swollen and very wet.When my fingers were well coated, I pushed two fingers into her as far as they could go.“Ohh,” she moaned.I pulled out, then pushed in again.“Ohhh,” she moaned, low and throaty.I started a rhythm, going faster and faster, and her moans rose in pitch until she leaned in a little and her insides flooded my hand with her climax. She stayed that way for a few seconds, then relaxed and fell.