Now again I couldn’t sleep the whole night because I was so fucking scared, thinking what if she tells my parents or her husband.I couldn’t gather... the courage to face her.But somehow I decided to at least apologize to her before she tells anyone.I went up to the terrace as she was already there.At first, I didn’t look at her but when I did I saw she was looking at me only.I was feeling so ashamed I somehow uttered.Me- kal k liye sorryNeha- sorry kis liyeMe- kal apko jo dekhna pada uske. “Good news,” he says.“It must be for you to have a smile that big,” Spencer says, looking up from the fil in his hands.“Well, we have a lead,” the director announces. “It seems it’s not only human to make a mistake.”“Well, no one is perfect,” Sam says with a smile, dropping her file to the desk. “Why should they be any different?”“Exactly,” the big man agrees. “It seems that a neighbor saw a van leaving the scene and in quite a hurry. It was navy blue with blacked out windows.”“And she thought. I bent myself forward as I moved on top of her, looking at her face, with tears rolling down her cheek. I took the tear water in my hands and put it in my mouth and it tasted salty. I placed my mouth near her ears and was moaning ooh God aunty you’re so tight. Oh you feel so good and meanwhile I started to press her boobs and pinching her nipples and she started to moan loudly and started to cry louder.I was in heaven but for her it was like hell. She feels immense pain due to this and shivered. My attendance in class was hit hard but I was good at academics and sports and I had a kind of good rapport with the lecturers. So my attendance was taken care of. Also, there were friends who gave proxies. ???????????? Even Bindu would come home around the same time. And the fun would start right from the main door. I would just grab on her boobs and start sucking over the clothes. It had become a kind of a routine for me to suck her boobs and lick her pussy whilst she was sitting on her.