“So mom, dad, want to know what came threw my window at 2 in the morning last night?” I say snidely staring at Amy. She looks me a look of surpris... and anger. My parents look at me waiting for me to continue. “A drunk Amy. Sneaking in after a night of partying. Again.” I smile at her again. Checkmate bitch.“Again Amy?” My mom stands up angry. “You're wasting you life. I can't believe this...” My mom goes on a triad. My sister tries to weasel her way out of punishment but mom is having none of. “Western-style or Indian style?” she asked as I opened the bedroom door.I turned to see her standing there stark naked with her towel at her feet. “Indian please,” I told her. “And only wear a suspender belt and stockings under your Salwar please.”She smiled. “Yes, Master.”~“Where is Sunita?”The woman’s voice brought me back to the present. I turned to the kitchen door. “She... she is somewhere around,” I responded, managing to stop myself saying that she was getting dressed.The woman looked. My hands pressed him into me, one hand entwined in his hair, the other on his ass as he thrust, thrust, thrust like a machine into my hot centre. His hands reached down and grabbed me, lifting me, pressing me into the coats, both my legs now gripping him, and I gasped as this position helped him drive deeper into me.It had been so long, so very long since a cock had been buried inside of me, and even then it hadn't felt this wonderful. I felt my orgasm build, starting from my very centre where. I didn’t sit at my desk the next afternoon, too afraid to see her. That night I lay in bed thinking about her and trying not to go to the window. But, try as I may, temptation got the better of me. I let my blind go up a few inches. Just enough to see out, and there she was again in the wardrobe mirror. She must have sensed me watching, Slowly, she raised her eyes up from her book and looked directly at me in the mirror, she smiled. I was frozen. She put her finger to her lips as if to say.
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