Ive never met my sisters kids or her husband so Im feeling a bit nervous. When I arrive at the station I see her standing by my niece who is 3 and my ...nephew who is 9. Sometimes I feel envious of her life. A women walks past and accidentally bumps into me. excuse me she says. She looks so familiar, her dark hair and eyes mesmerize me. excuse me, but do I know you? I ask. She looks at me and instantly I know she remembers. sorry, I dont think so. Perhaps do you know my ex husband? what is his. Using your computer skills to keep your activities off record. After weeks of work you finally are in the last stages. Just before you can finish, your plans are almost ruined by the appearance of your Professor, Dr. Ashtu. She is a gorgeous woman, 5'10", of Indian heritage, with flawless tawny skin. She could have been a professional model easy with her measurements, 36DD-23-36. She had always busted your balls and criticized you and you always figured she was a lesbo. "What the fuck do. We tried to be as quiet as we could but I wasn’t sure how successful that was as jean was well into it, I think the massage with Gary had got her so turned on she just needed some cock and I wasn’t about to disappoint. “Fuck me Frank” she cried and I was all for that as I lifted up and grabbed my now fully erect and throbbing cock, with her panties still pushed aside I offered up the swollen head and slowly entered her waiting cunt, as the head slipped in it was like she sucked me in as my cock. He lifted off me. I assume he spit in his hand because I felt his fingers wet on my asshole. I tightened it and tried to resist but he soon had one and then two fingers inside me loosening me up which took quiet sometime since I’d never done anything like that before. To my embarrassment however as he worked his fingers into my asshole my five inch prick started to twitch and I could feel myself getting an erection. Did this mean I was gay? I asked myself as I felt his head press against my.