I’m fuckin’ hungry as hell after playing some Priiiimetime shutdown corner football!” Marcus emitted.I rolled my eyes and begrudgingly opened th... passenger door and sat down. From my purse, I pulled out my phone and began texting Chelsea to let her know that I had a ride, while Marcus exited the parking lot. The entire time I could feel his eyes on me. I pulled the bottom of my cheerleading skirt down as much as I could to cover my legs a bit more. “Watch the fucking road,” I said to him.“Yeah,. “Will you have some tea?”, mom asked and without waiting for me to answer, she rushed into the kitchen.“Sorry..” Aishwarya aunty said, looking at me sheepishly.“Why?”, I asked her, confused.“No, I acted so harshly with you in the train.. If I had known you were Sharada’s son..”“No, it’s okay, aunty. Anyway, it’s nice to get rude treatment from a beautiful lady like you!” I praised her. Aishwarya blushed and her fair cheeks turned red.“You know aunty, I didn’t even know you were as old as my. Yet he was far from out of its spell. His hand went downand he fondled Barry's crotch, finding that there was plenty to back upthat bulge.The commanding man took Arnold's wrist and clasped Selina's hand. As hewalked the two of them across the floor he said, "It's time to move thisthree-way to the bedroom."Arnold was panicking inside but couldn't stop the forward momentum thatwas propelling him. Once they were in the bedroom, he opened and shedhis shirt and then, shyly at first, but with. ”He said, “It’s Nathan, not Mr. Baxter. No business. Just a friendly lunch with a beautiful acquaintance. I know you saw the same thing in my eyes that I saw in yours. You want me as bad as I want you. We both feel it.”He put his hand on my nylon covered thigh. That tingle in my pussy returned. I brushed it off and moved as far away in the booth as I could get from him.“Mr. Baxter, I think you should leave now. You’re taking some liberties that are not wanted or appreciated. I’m happily married.