Then finally how Kavita milked his cock in the washroom this morning.Avantika tried to act normal in front of her husband. But even she didn’t know ...how things would unfold in Suresh’s parents’ house. She had met Suresh’s father Surender once, but that was only for a brief moment.He was a tall, overweight man. His eyes were red, and he spoke only when required. She remembered sharing a glance with him when she touched his feet. She felt terrified. She couldn’t look at him again. About Suresh’s. She began to pant now as she slammed into him, and lay her head back on her shoulders. The more she fucked, the better it felt, and the friction on her clit was fantastic. She began to cry out and gripped his small calves tightly and she fucked him hard, deep, and ohhh so delightfully nasty. He so wanted to jack his cock and cum for her on command, but it was not yet time. He would never cum until she told him he could. And if she told him he could not, then so be it also. She finally yelled. Bapuji touched my pussy lips and then mauled my ass cheeks savagely. Mom tried to interrupt and Bapuji silenced her with a thudding salp on her face and a second on her plump ass. I knew better than to protest. I had seen mom’s condition. They lay me on the floor naked as I was born, my legs spread wide and the two young priests sucking, and licking my young virgin body. Bapuji, said something in mom’s ears which I could not hear but after that mom simply followed instructions without. He watched TV and ate and looked out the window and went for a walk, all the time thinking about it, and not knowing how he felt about it.Monday practice was intense, and twice when Ryan had turned and passed him the ball, he’d fumbled it. The coach had yelled at him to get his act together. He’d used the sled until his shoulder hurt from the shoulder pad digging into it. He was exhausted, which was where he wanted to be. He wanted his body to ache so that his mind only thought about the pain.