So, I keep saying no. But, slowly, the thought has started working it’s way into my fantasies when I played with myself, which I do every night and ...some mornings. I haven’t had sex in almost a year and it seemed like maybe a girl would be really good at it. So, last night we were up late just talking in my basement TV room and for the first time I found it super hot to imagine. I kept glancing down at her neck and her breasts. I've seen her topless before. She has gray brown nipples that are. At the same evening when I was doing facebook on my mom told me there is a call for you in landline, when I took of the receiver and heard that it was ankit’s mom. She told me “ kal 11 baje ghar ana kuch kaam hai “. I thought that finally my day has come and waited for the clock to tick on 11. When I reached her home. I rang the doorbell. Aunty: hmm ander aaoMe: ankit kahan hai auntyAunty: wo bahar gaya h akash ko lekeMe: oh acha, kuch kaam tha auntyAunty: han tum betho, me abhi ayiMe: (I was. Where did you fuck that slut? What? The question caught him off guard. Was she serious? Was he supposed to answer or would it simply aggravate her further? I said, where did you fuck that fucking little fucking whore?! His wife was losing her patience. Did you fuck her in our bed? Obviously, He gestured at the surrounding. His clothes lay on the floor along with some of the young girls school uniform. She still had on her tie and socks as Fred loved the look. How many times? Today? You. With each new thrust his cock went deeper and deeper into me. After a few minutes, he pulled it all out and then the next guy took his turn. This went on for about two straight hours with each man taking two to three minutes fucking me over and over again. It was all regimented and like clockwork. After a while the pain subsided and it actually started to feel good. I couldn’t believe that I was starting to like it. At the very end of it all each man jerked their thick white sticky loads all.