Ye sab thodi der chalta raha fir chachi ne kaha mujhe fan clean karna he to tu stool.Pakar kar khade ho me uper jake clean karti hu…Or mene wesa hi ...kiya…Me waha khada hokar chachi ko neeche se nihar raha tha ki achanak se unka balance bigad gya to mene unke hips se pakad kar sambhala ..Unke hips mere hathon me sama nahi rahe the…Itne bade or itne kase hue ki man kiya inhe abhi baja baja kar or suja daalun…Mujhe pata nahi tha meri in sab harkarton ko chachi bhi notice kar rahi thi. Par unhone. A high school student, 19 years old, and crying. She didn’t notice me, had I not been able to read such things. I might of think I scared her off the edge. No, the grim and me both sensed her resolve. She jumped.I followed her and slowed time down for all but her ability to communicate with me. The look of shock would normally be amusing, but I don’t find this situation amusing.“What the, what is happening?” She screamed.I ignored the typical question for now. “I am, a powerful person. I slowed. The moment I touched her shaven little pussy her body let out a little shiver. Her pussy was extremely wet and I knew she wanted my fingers inside her but I decided to tease her by hovering my middle finger around her clit and up and down her soft lips. After teasing her for a good five minutes she looks me in the eyes and tells she can’t take the teasing anymore to please go inside her. I respect her plea and slowly slide my middle finger into her causing her body to tense up from the high. It was almost exactly ten o’clock at night.She lived on the third floor but eschewed the elevator, going down the back stairway instead. The stair let out near the kitchen entrance to the diner that she lived above. At this hour the small alleyway was deserted and she began her walk. It was early fall, and though chilly, was comfortable under her long coat. She paused at the end of the alley. Despite the number of times she had done this she was always nervous at the start. Frightened even..