Last month wo hamare ghar par aayi hui thi dasehara manane aayi hui thi aur ham ravan ko jalta dekhne k liye ja rahe the kewal mai aur wo hi the aur b...hid bhi itni thi ki ham dono hath pakad kar chal rahe the kabhi-2 mai uski kamar pakad kar apni taraf khich leta tha ki kahin use Dhaka na lag jaye aur wo meri bahon me aajati thi jab ham najdik pahuch gaye to ham aapas me sat ke khade the aur uski left chuchi mere right kandhe ke thik piche mujhse sati hui thi pahle maine dhyan nahi diya phir. Torn between what I had been told, and this new feeling my body has. I got up and went to the window. Looking out I seen the street was flooded. Knowing there's no way I could go home right now, I turned around to go back to the couch. Mr. Scott was standing there. He asked if I was okay, I said yes I fine.He asked if I wanted a beer to help me relax, I said I never had one before. He said I wouldn't tell if you don't. He went to the fridge and came back with two bottles. After drinking half. From taht day she treated me like a slave but i was enjoying as i could be more close to her see her fanatsize her touch her .One day in the afternoon she called me and asked me to get some groceries as it was a bit humid i wa sweating like hell. When i eneterd her house she was sleeping on the bed and her pallu had come down i wa so stunned the sweat from her cleavage was getng acumulaed on her nippels were getting hard so was my cock i slowly went near her and started mastuburating looking at. In the last 24 hours I'd been turned into a cock addicted slut."Can't take your eyes off my prize, can you sweetie?" she laughed, catching me staring at her package. "I'm so glad you are a size queen. Turns out most men are if they open their minds about it." I know I should be conflicted," I responded. "I mean, you are a gorgeous woman, but I can't help feeling I should be repulsed by what is between your legs. Fact is, I'm the exact opposite of repulsed. I want your cock more than I've ever.