When the primary reason for the manoeuvre became apparent, Christina’s heart jolted.Amanda Winter was laid out on the sofa cushions, thighs spread a...nd cunt wide open. She was all on display, her folds slick and swollen from the fucking she had taken, her clitoris a pulsing cherry. Gavin’s hand gripped Christina’s hair from behind and held her in place, so that she had nowhere else to look but on her teacher’s glistening sex. In the periphery of her vision was Josh, standing over them, his cock. She welcomed me in and I went and sat on the sofa.To my surprise, she came and sat on me where my dick is rock hard. I asked her what are her fantasies. She told me that her husband never licked her pussy or armpits. Even he doesn’t make any romance or kissing. Whenever he is in the mood he will penetrate fuck and discharge that’s it. She also has some fantasies to be a slave for a big cock.She is very much unsatisfied.I felt sad for that and slowly I went near her kissed on her forehead. She. Fades to a family snap of short mother, and less than happy looking teenager.“He left just before I hit my teens and my mother got our names changed back to her maiden name, she didn’t even give me the option to keep dad’s name ... She was a committed Muslim by then, so she kept us in the faith.”A picture of Jazmine, around 15 years old, with punky short hair, fills the screen. A police mugshot.“I didn’t understand why he had gone, or why everyone was calling him worse than shite. He was my. She is not like the other number crunchers, is she?" No," Tristan replied.Aesia's eyes bored into his. "Tristan, you did something, didn't you?" Tristan shrugged. He felt the soft questioning touch of her mind. She felt the barrier he had placed over the memory of what he had seen. She sensed the horror of what was there, something that had shaken him. She squeezed him hard. "I'm sorry. Let's go to bed. It has been a long day, and we may have a longer one tomorrow."They were woken by their bed.