Those wet sloshing sounds started to fill the air. Soon he was pounding my pussy deep and hard. Once again I felt this warm almost burning sensation b...ilding deep within my pussy. My body went limp as my legs sort of flopped upon his shoulders. I bucked wildly under him telling him to fuck me harder.I was about to bitch when he pulled his cock from my pussy. John flipped me over to my hands and knees on the leather sofa. I felt his tongue give my pussy a lick from behind. His tongue ran up to. This was when I was in 11th std. That was the time when my hormones used to dictate my thoughts.There was a house maid who used to come to our house to wash utensils and clothes from low caste(society call them so..) community. She was of my shoulder height, fair in color, lean and thin. Unlike any other girl in their community, she was educated. With my father’s force, her mother had allowed her to study until 12th std. Now she must be around 24 years, married with a kid. Her husband was a. An hour later Jane had dinner ready. She called out for everyone to come eat, but Erin was a no-show. Leaving Bill and Brian at the table, she went to Erin's room, knocking on the door."Come in," she heard quietly from within the room.Opening the door, Jane saw Erin sitting on her bed looking forlorn."What is it, sweetheart?" she asked, sitting next to her on the bed."I feel so lost," Erin almost sobbed. "I feel like I don't belong here." Of course you do," Jane assured her, putting an arm. She stood about 5 foot 4 inches and was almost everyone`s dream girl in college. She prided herself in that and loved teasing the guys, though she never really dated.Kate`s uncle walked in the store with a box full of items."Kate, button up your shirt! I won`t let you continue working here if you`re going to dress like a fucking whore!"Kate rolled her eyes as she reluctantly buttoned her shirt. "Sorry Uncle John." I thought I was closing tonight?" Kate said as she looked through the box."Well,.