She could feel her wet thighs as she walked and her thighs brushed against each other. The sticky wetness of her thighs made squishing sounds which tu...ned her on even more. Sunil was following her at a little distance.In the mean time, Keshubhai got out of the station and rushed home in an Autorikshaw, as he needed some time before Sunita reaches home. He had an extra key to her apartment, which Sunita’s husband had left with him in case of an emergency or in case Sunita or himself locks out. So he hypnotized Monique also . Sometimes he would go visit Monique alone at her apartment , she only lived a mile away . Last time they were alone ,she licked his ass , cock & ballls before he proceeded to screw her cunt & ass . In the end he came all her face & then pissed all over her face right there in her kitchen , before he had the sex slut mop up his champagne . Like Sonia she worked as a real estate agent & made her own schedule , she & Sonia had also made about 5 lesbian xxx movies. I got in the van and headed in Jean’s direction. I didn’t know where she lived, but I had a general idea. Meanwhile, Jean had gotten home the night before, after dropping off her mother, gone straight in the bathroom, gotten undressed and into the shower. Her thoughts kept going over the earlier episode of having just had sex with a complete stranger. As she recalled the moment my cock was sliding into her wet pussy, her hand slipped between her legs; she could still feel the remains of semen. You rarely see what people are capable of doing.’ His eyes filled with sadness, as he recalled the brutal slaying of his parents. ‘I left out a small part of the story. You see, my parents didn’t just die, they were murdered. They were murdered by a man far more desperate than I could’ve imagined. This man who was so desperate to see his children, that he shot my parents and stole their car. Just to drive to the foster home that his children were at, and killing himself after seeing them one.