After the call she asked me whether it was my girlfriend or what. I laughed out loud and said I don’t have any gf and it was my classmate.Days passe... my exams got over, & was waiting for results. My parents had to go to out of station for a week. I insisted them to leave me in home so I could enjoy the holidays. They left saying uma aunty to take care of me. I wanted to make use of this holidays to get what I needed from aunty. I was too much in lust towards her. She used to stay in my home. I watched on the TV as I reached under myself fighting my wedding dress to finger myself as Terry fucked me on the TV while the man behind me fucked me. I reached down under myself cramming my hand and arm under my tummy and the back of the couch to get my fingers on my clit one more time. I looked back up at the TV and I saw just how crazy I was as Terry fucked my asshole. Terry was fucking faster and faster, driving me crazy.Feeling the man behind me fucking me in my asshole at the same time. .. was me!"However, the sneer is just as intense, "Bullshit, you loved every sick, disgusting minute of it!"The rest of that day a morose Cheryl is depressed and filled with alternating bouts of self-loathing and self-pity. There isn't any food that night and sleep will not come. Then next day the routine is forgotten as is the house work. However, the day brightens when the envelope does not come. After going through the mail relief floods through her body and her legs become unsteady. And her. He did this in a quick, but steady pace. I have to admit that he had me moaning like a dog in heat. I loved the sound of his sack gently smacking against wet skin, his subtle grunts and moans, and the couch creaking. I lost all sense of time. I just got lost in the great pounding I was receiving. After a long, great fucking, Jack pushes in, and holds. He shot his load as deep as he could in me, and I felt him have several good squirts. He filled me up good and it was running out of me by the.