Mum was almost laughing at me now, "I don't suppose they let you cuddle up during lessons, do they?"I managed to shake my head negatively, speaking wa... too risky, I'd probably put my foot in it even further if I did."Any chance Kirsty will be free over the weekend?" probed Mum.I remembered the invitation I'd been given to Sunday lunch; something must have shown on my face because Mum looked at me inquisitively."I was invited to Sunday lunch," I said, "So that I can meet the Aunt."Mum chuckled. Amisha came out of the bedsheet seeing Raj facing her. Amisha wrapped her legs around me and I started sucking her pussy. I licked her pussy, pushed my middle finger inside and started finger fucking her. I played with her clit and kept finger fucking her.Amisha: Oh yeah, that’s it, don’t stop. Yeah, yeah, baby!Raj woke up listening to Amisha.Raj: What are you doing?Amisha looked at Raj and tried to remain calm, not getting caught.Amisha: What you should have done! Pleasuring my own self. You. It was like such a dream come true to me. I am inclined more too handsome and good looking hunks around.I had one interesting friend there whose name was Pulkirt Singh (name changed) who was a Punjabi. He was a son of a business tycoon. His father had many chains of business shops, commercial hotels and other establishments not only in Imphal but also in other parts of the North eastern regions, as he claimed. What bothers me most was his physical attires, outlooks and manly gym toned body. He. But, unlike Sean, Chris hadn't bothered to put a shirt on when he got out of the shower. He had on only his boxershorts to sleep in."Yo, I'm not tired at all anymore," Sean whispered so as not to wake up his father sleeping downstairs."Me either," said Chris, now sitting on top of the blankets that made up his bed."I don't wanna play Sega anymore, though.... let's just talk, or something," Sean suggested."Yeah, OK," Chris answered. "You know, back home we always play 'Truth Or Dare', me and.