She used to wear gowns and chudidar at home and saree’s for special occasions with backless blouse and flashy navel. She had awesome set of boobs, m...ust be 38-40 I guess.One day during our first semester break I got a call on landline from her mom that they have bought a new printer and she needs my help to get some prints, since shweta had gone to her cousins place for holidays. I went at their place after 10 mins.Rekha aunty welcomed me in the hall and gave me a glass of orange juice. She was. It began to hurt me - just a little. “Barry... Be gentle... Please!” I whispered but he can't have heard me over his loud, sharp grunts and fast thrusts. Through eyes clouding with tiny tears of pain but still a great deal of pleasure, I saw in the mirror his face screwed up with lust as he lost the last remnants of control. Not wanting to fail my wonderful lover, I leaned further over the sink, my forearms now resting along its edges, my hands grasping the taps to brace my body against his. I raised my head and saw lots of people walking passed us. I looked at my skirt and I could just see the top of my pussy. If I could see my pussy, then the view must have been total for the people walking passed my feet.“Ryan, you could have told me.” I said.“What, and spoil their fun; and mine.” Ryan said.As I sat up, Ryan ran a finger along my pussy then held it up to my face. It was quite wet. “You enjoyed letting those strangers see your pussy didn’t you?” “No I didn’t.” I said.“Your little. Courtney coughs a few times, then takes a deep breath and sits back up. After watching the sex show and having Monica play with my tits the entire time, I am horny as hell and want my son's cock back in my asshole. I get up from the couch, walk over to him and apologize for running away from him tonight. I turn around, and tell Monica that we are leaving, then thank her for clearing up the conflicting emotions I had earlier. She jumps up from the couch and thanks Tommy for the fuck, then gives.