I saw that she got into a taxi. My heart started beating rapidly when I saw it closely it was the same taxi in which my mom got gangbanged. The taxi w...ent rapidly and I couldn’t see who sat inside. So I went back home with millions of thoughts running in my mind. I thought that it might be some other taxi and not that one. But wasn’t sure. I waited for mom to come back. She came around 5.00 pm. When she returned I noticed that her lipstick was fainted and other make-up too. That gave me another. "The people Mercy," her Aunt chided her. "Tell me what kind of peopleyou see?" Hmm. Mostly women or girls. Ranging maybe from fourteen to mid-twenties. Some older women, but I guess those are mothers." Good. Now take a guess. How many of the girls and women here areactually seventeen?"Mercy looked around for a while and spotted two girls behind someracks. "Maybe those two? Don't see anyone else. So not a lot?" Exactly!" her Aunt said with a beaming smile. "We have two maindemographics at work. I pressed my lips against Cindy's as both of my hands held her head gently. Her head was upturned to meet my lips. Her hand was now squeezing my cock. Once, twice, and then she moved to my belt buckle. She was struggling to release my dick. "I promised I wouldn't do this. I promised myself. I know it's wrong. God, I love you baby. I want you so much. I promised, but I have to have you Peter. Baby, I'll just please you one more time. I'll just take care of you one more time. That's it, Peter.. The girl was so gorgeous. And she wanted to stay in her arms. But that indecision started to settle in, and she had slipped into her clothes, looking back at her before she left. The girl had stirred and their eyes met. She wanted to crawl back into bed with her, wanted to feel her hands caressing her again, but couldn't go back to her, and had left. And now...now she could barely sleep, eat..her mind running in circles. She knew what she wanted, and really ultimately what she needed. But she.