Any other slut may have saw it as no big deal and would have said let’s have a threesome. I couldn’t because one-I hated my mom and I wouldn’t...fuck her if you paid me. Plus, I wanted Mr. Burkle to myself. I glanced over at him. He’d pulled his pants back on and was drinking a glass of lemonade with his back turned to me.“I guess I should go. My mother’s wants me to help pick her outfit out for your date,” I said scathingly the meaning clear in my voice. When he still said nothing, I rose off. I lifted, and dropped myself down, forcing him inside my stretched pussy so deeply I nearly screamed! I got up on the balls of my feet and squatted over him, guiding his massive erection back into me as I plunged down, again and again, until my thighs ached. I looked out the window into the darkness, wondering how many people might be watching us, almost hoping we had an audience.Most of all, I wanted the bastards who had tried to intimidate Jon from dancing with me, to see what he was doing to. Aunt: now how is it, is it really wet? how is my moothiram, I kept quiteAunt: come on answer me u bastardMe: yeah it’s goodAunt: oh really, u like the taste of my peeMe: yea I do,Aunt: then why don’t u drink someShe took back her panties back and made me stand on knees and lifted up her saree and started peeing. I do have fantasies for such things, so I enjoyed it. I really couldn’t see her pussy because she immediately started to pee on my face…once she was done with itAunt: so how did u like. Yes, it was.-well…looks like I will start facing trouble once I go back home, imadI said with a smile. But he seemed puzzled.-what happened?-well my pussy is widened much…heh, hope he will not notice anyway.-not to worry. I bought a cream. You paste it on your pussy before you depart, and it will contract back…Then he went outside and came back with a little bottle with no label.-I bought it from a native doctor. That is why there is no label. Hope to buy more of those stuff…He winked at me..