The two who were raving my pussy began to fist my chut one-after-another. The Seth was dancing in joy and I used to suck his cock.My dear husband watc...ed all that. He was proud of me.As I was able somehow to handle 6 males.I do not know how many times I was fucked exactly, but guess that each of them must have fucked me at least 9 times;I did not count who has fucked me most. Probably it was seth dharam chand, because all of the time he was saying me, ”beti! Beti!!”.Kya kahun ye esse log the jo. I said, aunty, are you feeling relaxed from your work……She replied moaningly, yes beta, I am feeling great. But what if your mom comes to know about this. I said, are you going to say this to my mom aunty……She replied, nooooo…….Then I said, neither am I gonna say this. That means she is not going to know only. So, enjoy aunty……She moaned sexily at this. I flipped her around, and locked her lips with mine, and went on kissing her. She kissed me back hungrily. We both were deeply kissing, enjoyed. I learned her name was Michelle, she was a first year student, a psychology major, and seemingly unsure of herself on many fronts. She kept saying that she was "stupid" for not knowing what to do about her car, and "an idiot" for bugging so many people about it.I got the feeling that these weren't her thoughts on the subject, that maybe they were parroted responses from the absent boyfriend, and tried to comfort her with the fact that cars breakdown all the time with little control over them. Mai puna me hostel pe rahata hu.Puna me ladkiya dekh kar mera mun bhi chudaneka karata.Tab muje meri mom ki yaad ati thi.Man hi man me mai meri mom ko nanga karake dekhane laga aur unke naam se muth marane laga.Ab mere dimag me mom ko chodane ki echha prakat hone lagi.Maine usi waqt than liya ki ak bar to meri mom ko chod ke hi rahunga. Pichale saal diwali ko chuttiya ke liye ghar aya tha tab muje ye moka mil hi gayaa.Muje saal bhar bahar hostel par rahena padata he.Isliye ghar ane ke baad mai.