“Don’t you EVER buy anything unless checking with me first.” He ordered. “OK. I won’t.” I said. “Next, I’m taking away your debit card... You can’t handle money. You need to be punished for this.” The angrier he became, the harder my nipples got and he noticed. “Should I bend over now or later?” I asked. “You’ll bend over when I tell you to.” He replied. I knew whatever he had planned for me; I was going to love it. I hid my smile, but I couldn’t hide my arousal. I rubbed my clit with my finger.. Here is what Rajiv had written….Dear Shweta Aunty,How are you and Bhaktiji? I really miss you and your very wet cunts and hard fucking.For first one week I was very depressed in Hostel. I was of course, home sick, but more than that I was fuck sick. Daily I used to think of your boobs, especially Bhaktiji’s inch long nipples, how I used to chew them while I was fucking you. I could not masturbate as the bath rooms are common and we cannot occupy for long time.Slowly I got used to the routine.. Her skin was soft, supple, and delicate.I tried not to look at her in this situation as it might send a wrong impression. We took the lift and when we reached our floor she looked at me in utter disbelief.I asked her, “What’s wrong?”She said, “Fuck man! Shit! I forgot to take the keys from dad!”Looking at her helpless situation, her completely wet dress, and her fabulous body, I sensed an opportunity and took it. I said, “Come to my room. You can change into a bathrobe.”She nodded in agreement. And took the right side corner window seat of the last row. There was no light inside the tempo traveler. And it was dark enough.I sat down. I still remember that day clearly. I was wearing a pencil skirt at that time. I just pulled the skirt back a little. I started fantasizing myself getting fucked by some stranger in doggy style. It was so hot. I started rubbing my panties. I moved my panties a little to the right side since it was getting soaked in my juices. I was rubbing for some time.
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