Please do read the previous parts. My name is Aafi. I am from Bangalore. But I am working and living in Chennai. I am a 25-year-old Software Engineer....You can email me or hangout at . Let me continue from where I stopped last timeI was in Rose’s room. There she is, she seems sad.Me: Hey Rose.Rose: Oh! Hey Aafi. I think she was crying. She looks so upset.Me: What’s up? Are you ok?Rose: No. I hate that Chloe left.Me: Well. Everyone else is still here!Rose: Who? Abigail? Now that Chloe is gone. With a strange look on my face Mr. McRiddle yells out to me to go answer the front door. I get up slowly and head downstairs to see who would be bothering me at this time of night and just as I was about to fire off a load too. When I opened the door I see Mrs. McRiddle standing there naked asking to come in before a neighbor sees her. I moved out of the way as she walks in wearing just her high heal shoes and heads straight upstairs to my room. I follow that ass and those long legs of hers. She stiffened and passed out, Cullen groaned and came again, helplessly hosing her pussy with his seed, and despite my knot not actually making it all the way inside her, I began shivering and twitching through a knot-induced orgasm, dumping cum straight into her womb.Cullen couldn't withdraw, couldn't even soften, with his cock compressed so hard, and he panted and whimpered as his overly sensitive cock continued being squeezed. Even though my knot was only partially compressed, I wasn't going. ‘No, I’m afraid simple dishes are my limit. Those shrimp were going to be steamed because I could never fry them up like you just did. Cooking is one of my failures as a woman.’ His eyes gleamed at me. ‘I’m sure, with proper coaching, you could pick up the finer points very quickly.’ ‘Uh huh.’ I lowered my eyes and took a bite of the scrumptious shrimp and chewed it thoughtfully before raising my eyes back to his. ‘Look, I appreciate you coming over but we need to discuss some ground rules.’.