Ye sunte he uski aakhe faat gai usne bola bhai nahi mere chut me bauth dard hai mai mut bhi nahi pa rahi pls bhai mai marjaungi pls bhai I told here s...n lund mera tight hai chodunga tho jarur ha tu chae tho mai dhere dhere tere gaad marlunga usne bola nahi tumhara lund bauth mota hai mere gaad fat jayege nahi bhai pls maine usko trust dilaya that I will fuck here slow slow after a long effort she agreed ab maine usko waha se utha ke just bagal me ghar ke andar se he garage me jane ka rasta tha. I felt so horrible about what had happened and how I had reacted. My husband snored next to me as I tried to think of some way out of this dilemma. I hoped I could talk my husband into leaving, instead of staying one more night. But what was I going to do about the tape Brad made? I just hoped he would never show it to anyone, and maybe I could talk him into destroying it.I finally drifted off to sleep and was awoken at 8 AM by a knock on the door. I look through the peephole and saw it was. I knew it was wrong of me to spy on them, but I couldn’t stop myself. Almost without thinking, I slipped my right hand down the front of my bikini bottoms and began to stroke my clitoris, sometimes letting my finger slide lower along the line of my slit. Pushing softly between my lips, I felt how very lubricated I already was. I bet Sally was just as wet.Suddenly I heard a slight noise just behind me. Quick as a flash, I pulled out my hand, and turned my head. Oh crumbs, it was Sally’s mum, in. "Once in the room, she handed each of them a blank grid with a spot for their name and the date. "This is the form that you will fill out every week. This will be a quick way for the teacher and you to track the work that you're doing."They had arrived in the room and all the other students were there naked and ready to work, "Everyone, this is Anatoly Asimov and Natasha Asimova. This is their first day at Sunny Acres. And I know you will all make them welcome."There was a group greeting.