She opened the door while I pretended to sleep again.I heard a sweet voice and I knew it was my sister’s friend Myra. She’s the sweetest person I ...ave ever met. She enquired about my sister to which Geeta replied that she wasn’t there. I was seeing her with the corner of my eye. She was observing everything in the room.She was looking at Geeta’s messy hairs again and again. She was looking at my bed (the bed sheet was messy too). Then she fixed her eyes on the floor for about 40-50 seconds. " She was watching me closely. "Why did you ask that?"I took the bottle from her hand, fed some scotch into the glass that she'd been working on, and then I dumped some into the other glass. "Because," I said, "last night your jealous boyfriend didn't appreciate the fact that I was here in your apartment." What in the world are you talking about?"I handed her a glass. "Cheers, Honey." After we'd clicked and had a sip I said, "Two guys were waiting for me last night." And then quickly I told her. ’ ‘That’s to be expected as, of course, you are still obsessing with me it seems. Today we are going to focus on aversion therapy, are you familiar with it?’ ‘Not really.’ ‘It’s where a patient is given the object of their obsession to such a point that they become bored with it. It is also where making the target seem less attractive sours that obsession. Take last night for example, you enjoyed the sex but now will have awoken feeling intensely guilty for being unfaithful to Simon, yes?’ ‘Yes. He laughed, saying. "Man, this girl of yours is one cock hungry slut!"Keith simply smiled and nodded his head in recognition, as Steve placed the head of his cock at the entrance of her pussy. She had had big black cock buried deep inside of her many times, but none were as talented as these two. Placing one hand on each of her sexy round ass cheeks, Steve began to slowly, and rhythmically fill Kristi's pussy with his enormous black manhood. As she lay under him quivering with each full stroke.