"Mark" she whispered out loud. She closed her eyes and let the hot water run over her face. She plunged another finger into the dripping hole.Pressing...harder in and out. Getting closer to what her body so desperately needed. The fire starting first in her stomach, and ripping up through her chest, and down her legs. She put her leg up on the side of the tub, to allow her greater access. She wanted her whole hand inside. Just to give her ache, some attention. She plunged another finger inside.. I rarely have a problem getting whatever I want from a man, except with Bill.Last night, the Blackmailing Bastard even invaded my dreams. It was a nightmare! I was forced to perform all sorts of perverted sex acts. The more depraved, the more he made me enjoyed it. There was a big wet spot under me when I woke. I had to change the sheets then masturbate during my morning shower for relief.It’s less than an hour before Bill is due to arrive! I run into the bathroom. I strip off everything except. I did not mind as I feel it’s that thing which I can give back to the society, the knowledge, which always grows with sharing.I started visiting her in the afternoon, after coming from college. Till that time, even though ulka aunty was attractive, I did not have any special feelings for her. It all started when I started visiting her in the afternoon sessions that I used to give her computer trainings. One day, I had gone to her house as usual, and she happened to be sleeping. When she woke up. Her wear was tucked so tight to her body; shape of her curve was clearly noticeable. I and Naveen were trying look at her assets once she bends, but wasn’t possible. She tied duppatta on her top across her waist, so we were missing cleavage scenes.After 30 minutes play we took break. Naveen came to me and said, “Bro., try to remove Sahana’s duppatta so that we can enjoy the scene”. I said “how? Should I ask her to remove?” We were planning to do this. I got one idea; I plucked few banana.