" Again, Deepali, what is it you want?" That's complicated," she said, sucking in a deep breath as if there was a lot to explain. "First, I want you t... forgive me. I don't deserve it, but that's what really makes it forgiveness. I was just gullible and infatuated and flattered and fueled by adrenalin. I never should have taken up with him. Second, I want you to forgive yourself. You did nothing wrong, before or after that awful night, and I don't want you feeling regrets you never earned. Dev. ” Minor alarm bells were going off in my head about the propriety of entering the young student’s home, knowing as I did that no one was home. Really, even driving a student home alone would have been considered inadvisable in this day and age but I had done it many times throughout my teaching career. I wasn’t about to let something happen to a student based on the notion that someone might think something inappropriate was happening. I shut off the engine, stepped out and walked to the front. One day my mom all of a sudden came to me and told me to pack my bags as we were going to our aunty’s home. I was also happy because I could be with my cousin Arjun. We were good friends and aunty Mercy was a smoking hot sexy lady. I packed my bags and got ready quickly since I was all excited.I and my mom drove to my aunty’s place. It was a 5-hour drive and we reached there by evening. My mom wore a red hot salwar, which I never saw her wearing before. Aunty was also looking hot in her. Stacy groaned and used her nose and tongue to stimulate Helen's splayed open sex as well as her husband's pistoning member.Betty held on to the toy about eight inches from its head and steadily fucked Stacy with it. Helen had stopped watching however as she was closing in on her second orgasm. Helen was a woman who was not only capable of multiple, rapid-fire orgasm but who relished them. Her eyes were closed and she had begun bearing down on the intruder pounding her inside passage. Jared.