Maine unhe kabhi buri najar se nahi dekha lekin…………..1 din baat 2 saal pehle ki hai garmi ka time tha mera MBA ka first year ka exam chal rhe ...tha mom n dad bua ke shaadi me lucknow 5 dino ke liye gye aur aunty ko bola ki aap iska khayal rekhana mtlb mera bare me unka kehna tha aunty ko. Aunty ne bola thik hai. Jis din mom dad subah hi chale gye mai idhar exam ke liye college chala gya jab sham me louta toh 1 ghante baad aunty ka phone aaya ki wo yehin aakar khana khha le maine bola thik hai.. ..I know, you can fantasize about me, but you never should touch me, feel my breasts, my hard nipples, my wet pussy...that would be so wrong." She moaned as the son's strong hands kneaded her shoulders.Mark worked his hands under the soft cloth and felt the smooth skin on her shoulders and soon had the robe down to her forearms. He couldn't see her bare tits, but knew they were uncovered which made his cock ache more. As Mark worked down her arms, massaging her biceps she lowered her hands to. Those who did agree shehad had sex with several of the frat boys believed that she had broughtit on herself. She had asked for it and she certainly deserved it.Alone with her shame she turned to the internet for comfort. A searchuncovered a web site that offered respite to girls who had beenmistreated like Sandra. A few clicks and she was skyping with a womanwho asked for all of the details of what had happened. Sandra gave hereverything. Names, the date, the place, everything she could. We made our way to the sink and he picked me up and placed me on it, reached over and completely pulled my shirt down, exposing my breast to the fresh air, then he reached down and removed my soaked panties. I could feel my pussy pulsating, wanting his dick inside me, needing his cock so deep inside, needing him to hurt me, hurt me so good. He smelled my panties and hung them around his neck (yeah weird I know) but he did… He took out a condom and placed it on his throbbing manhood. .