.Ruchee: mujhay mat banao main sab samajhti hoon, dont worry tension mat low aur khoob maze karo, main kabhi bhi tumhari wife se ise baray main kuch b...i nahi kahungiMe: haha thank you ..Ruchee: accha hua tum mil gai kyon ki mere driver ke yahan kisi relative ke shaadi thi tow woh bhi mujhay yahan chorne ke baad 3 din ke chutti par chala gaya, main cab bulanay ka soch rahi thi but aab tum mil gaye ho tow mujhay ghar tak tow chor hie dogeMe: haan haan no problem, main tum ko drop kar. If anyone learned anything, it was a pure accident. The school was celebrating. We were the second-best team in the state. And compared to the last several years, that was something.We'd won the championship in '93 and hadn't even made the play-offs since.First period, half the student body was still in the halls talking half-an-hour after the bell rang. It could have been a problem, except most of the teachers were out there with us.Second period, we had an assembly where Larry and Jimmy, as. Once again, Ashley pinched me off, and I grit my teeth, letting out a groan. Ashley giggled, and my groan was matched by soft moans and whimpers as the women started crawling around, searching aimlessly for something to relieve the aches between their legs. Even as Ashley’s fingers pinched off my orgasm, I could see the women’s juices already running down their thighs. Ashley was really letting them have it. ‘Just like you, I’ve made it so they can’t masturbate,’ said Ashley, ‘not even by. A third pulse, and the bra creaked again. Stitches snapped, but others stillheld. I could feel the metal hooks that held it closed starting to bend, but Icouldn't reach back to undo them. One of my hands was too busy stroking mynipples through the lace of the bra, and the other had crept back down to mycrotch. I was finger-fucking myself in my new pussy. I was so wet withexcitement at the feeling and the thought of my breasts growing that I couldn'tstop myself from masturbating furiously, even.