I got married at the age of 22 and was having a very nice hubby. He was good looking and smart and working in an MNC. I did not think of this could ha...ppen to me. As I am from a middle class family, in colleges also I never wearied a jeans or trousers, I always used to wear Punjabi dresses or skirts and blouses or saries if there was any function. I had a good friend circle, but at that time, I never talked about sex instead my friends ended with a subject of sex,Okay let it be let me tell you. My vagina was oozing, tickling with a trickle that dripped over my butthole.Once her top was off she began to ride me slowly, grinding her groin against my pubic mound. My panties slid back and forth over my clit, sending spasms down my legs. She watched my face carefully as I reacted to her body on top of me. I felt her hands on my breasts as she leaned forward and into my clit harder, grinding down on me. I could see her groomed pubes poking through her sheer panties, the hint of her clit. I get an idea.I pull my legs up under me exposing my ass. “Daddy, the principal sent me home early from school today, with a note.” I say between sucks. You groan and sound a little groggy, “Note? What?” “I threw it away.” You are wondering what I'm talking about, “What note? What did it say?” “It said I was a dirt girl because they found me in the bushes playing with boys.” I say and wiggle my ass. Then I slide my mouth deep down your shaft.Now I've peaked your interest and you spread your. Loocus had an older brother Locos. Loocus had no reason to look for his brother’s camp as they didn’t want to run into each other, often, as they each had a strong dislike for each other. They were raised by the father who pitted them against one another, every chance that he could. It was called character building as that was a family tradition. Locos, and Loocus were the fourth generation of men to be raised this way. The results were all the same. They joined new camps away from their family.