“so…about last night…” anjali began, clasping her hands and fidgeting as she lifted her glittering pools to study my face. “i just don’t k...now what happened….i was…thinking that…”. I said if u not feeling guilty then just leave it i am not forcing u. She said she had already saw her mother with a neighbour uncle several times and was wanting to have sex with me but had no courage to tell me. Shealso said she and my sister are having lesbion relationship . I was stunned . Anjali licked her lips. She taught her three-yr. old son, Ayan, to say ‘Bull-frog’, just yesterday. ‘Boo- fog’ he repeated. The boy was learning to speak much later than his sister. It worried her a little, but not too much. It worried his school teacher more. Everything worried his school teachers more than it worried her. That’s why she never talked to them. Too much awkward conversation — pretense to appear more interested in the lives of the students than they were. ‘Why don’t you just breast-feed the kid?’ she. "Madison, David has invited us to his apartment after the dinner. I have cleared it with your parents if you are interested."Something inside me tingles. David is holding my hand squeezing softly. Is this a sign? We are close enough our thighs are touching, a feeling of exhilaration flows through me. I can feel his body heat. When Don showed me to his apartment we fucked. Does David want to fuck me? What would his chocolate cock look like? Jordon doesn't help with my problem; she looks at me,. Lick my cunt clean you faggot bitch”. I started to lap at her juicy moist cunt, tasting both piss and her wetness. It was becoming a heady brew that I was starting to enjoy. My little cock started to strain against the sopping wet pink panties, the wetness emphasising my little erection. She pushed my face harder onto her quim, rubbing herself over my mouth and guiding my tongue into her wet opening. She moved her hips and soon I was lapping at her clitoris, although I had no idea what it was..