Rozy is a Maldivian lady. She used to come there regularly for taking English and she used to take other subjects too. Very friendly woman at the same...time will crack jokes just like that. She is quite beautiful with sexy figure of 38 30 38. I never thought of her for sex. But one day when I came to the college she was sitting there without her turban in her head.She was wearing a shirt and very tight jeans exposing her sexy thighs. Look all the sexier. From that moment onwards i started. I panicked and suddenly felt self conscious. I was laying there with everything on show and no idea how many people were looking at me and no idea what was going to happen next.Then I heard a crack and gasped, my cunt had been hit with a flogger. My breathing increased and I stopped licking the strangers ass hole. The stranger grabbed at my teats, twisted them roughly and told me to keep licking his ass hole while he kept twisting and slapping my teats and udders. I kept trying to concentrate. The watch in the tower on the left rang a bell alerting the other tower and the port and the city of Kenos. That bell was answered by several other bells and soon, with the aid of my spy glass, I could see men scurrying about on the city walls and in the main square that serviced the port. It was obvious that the locals were getting ready to repel us. I just smiled at that and put my spy glass away and then I pointed out where I wanted to land to the helmsman of the craft that was carrying my. A very different and great scene formed by my fantasy creating mind to get rid of the mother fucking guilt. What a shame; I could touch my sister but I could not fuck her. At times if I tried to fuck aunty Helen’s pussy and put my sister’s head on it, I simply could not look into her eyes without the guilt. Soon, I did not even need aunty Helen’s head. I could visualize my Vero’s body with a silhouette on top of it. This was much better because now I was having my fantasy sex with my sister.