"Wow… that was scary." Carly admitted while wiping imaginary sweat off of her forehead."Meh, I've seen scarier." Sam remarked calmly."Oh really, Sam... Then I guess you won't mind hearing a ghost story from our pal, George, the ghost-story-telling bra?" Carly asked smoothly."Bring it on!" Sam challenged in a booming voice.From there, the rest of the show consisted of a ghost story from George involving a little boy that cried 'tax evasion' instead of 'wolf'; Gibby appearing unexpectedly in the. It was not and I could not."Of course you don't know. You're just like every other guy. You're only interested in nice asses and big boobs." That's not true (maybe it was a bit true). Wait... why am I defending myself to you? I didn't do anything wrong here."But Kim had momentum now. She kept on talking as if I had said nothing, "The same thing that happens wherever I go. I become invisible. No boy wants to even talk to a girl who still looks like she hasn't hit puberty." Kim, isn't this a. This incident took place 3 years ago, when i was doing my 12th standard.I am a guy from Chennai when I was doing my 12th standard, I was weak in mathematics. I didn’t get good marks in 11th standard final exam. So my parents decided to send me to tuition for maths. They sent me to Uma aunty who is in the next apartment to ours.To say about Uma aunty, she is in her early 30’s. She is not that much slim, but good body. She is not that much fair, but quite attractive. I didn’t get attracted to her. I slipped my hands under her,grabbing her asscheeks and pulling her close, my tongue driving hard allthe while. "Oh, Cindy... you... taste... so good!"Returning to her clit, I applied gentle pressure with my saliva drenchedtongue. She did not flinch this time so I began to flick my tongueagainst her clitoral hood."Oooh, God, yeesss!" Cindy murmured.Her hands in my hair, grabbing my head, pulling me tight, I let herguide me. "Just tell me what to do, baby!" I managed to say before shemashed my.