Shweta na kaha koi baat nahi aur hum phir kurkure khane lage aur baaten karne lage. Thodi der baad mari tange shawl se bahar nikalne lagi aur thand la...ne lagi toh maine apne pair seat pe se hata liya aur kaha hi isme dono nahi baith payenge aur uth ke kambal kholne laga toh shweta ne kaha ki koi baat nahi if u want, toh mere saath baith ke shawl daal lete hai. Maine socha green signal mil raha hia toh maine jhat se ok bol dia aur uske birth pe ja ke baith gaya aur phir humne aak shawl mai dono. I was feeling really horny and got up to sneak into her room to get a blow job. As I went into the hall I heard sounds coming from my parent’s room. When my eyes adjusted to the dark I could see a soft light in the room. Mom sat on dad’s face while bending forward to suck his big cock. They were making slurping sounds as they licked and sucked. Then I saw sis. She was kneeling in their doorway watching this great action. With her nightgown pushed up, she was finger fucking herself. I knelt. On this particular day I headed off on one of my drives. On a back road I pulled over, slipped off my pants and slid into my pantyhose. Putting my pants back on, I continued my drive. I ended up by my school, taking the way home my bus used to drive, I drove passed a small block building. There was a store there that always caught my eye, Charlton Book and Video, there was always a glowing neon open sign on, but it always seemed closed, black curtained windows and never any cars there. The sign. I had imagined a similar quintessential college romance,but it turned out be very different.I had taken a minor in psychology at college,first day of class I met our teacher, she was in her early 40's,wore glasses,had a lean figure and appeared to be very sweet person.A few weeks passed by,I had a confusion between two theories that I needed to get cleared out,so I approached her,she politely asked me to meet her at her office after class.Taking my fat books,I went to her office,the door was.