The men stalking me were sorely disappointed.”Dave shook his head, “You keep great company, you name dropper you.”Scarlett beamed. “I told her...very little about you in case she blabs, only that I was in love and had met the greatest guy. I waved my ‘serious friendship’ ring under her nose. She was polite enough not to ask too many questions when it became clear I didn’t intend to go any deeper into the who, what, why, where, when, and how of my relationship. She’ll be there tonight. You can. I broke down crying and told him all about the night before and how I was no longer engaged. He comforted me and said we would talk more when the semester started in two weeks. He also said he had a surprise for me that I couldn’t tell anyone about, especially the people at school. Heartbroken but intrigued, I blindly wandered through work the next two weeks waiting for the semester to start and the first choir practice on Tuesday afternoon. Walking into the practice room, I felt my nipples. You are the one who has made me so damn fuckin' horny. I'm so ready, sink that monster into me." I rested my hands on each side of her, and let my hips sink down. My cock was seated deep in her now, my pubic bone tight against her clit. Cece started to move. Her movements were rubbing her clit on my pubic bone, she started to moan. I tried to match her rhythm, but no go, so I just fucked her and she matched my rhythm. A few minutes later I started to feel my climax coming on. Cece must have. Some sort of family soap opera, basically the most favorite of any Indian mother’s favorite. It’s common in India.Now I got it why she had a pause on that particular channel while she was tuning. She purposely wanted her mother to see it and ask her to keep it back. Now, aunty was in her own series world. Swati is damn clever too! Who says pretty girls are dumb?Swati was sure her mom was too busy in the TV series. She was still holding the fingers of my hand inside the cushion. She pulled my.