“You needed to speak with us, ma’ am?”“Yes, I’m glad you’re here Craig. But the problem isn’t you, it’s Jennifer.” Ms. Marianne said...nonchalantly slowly pacing around the room.“What did I do?” Jennifer said concerned.“It’s not what you did; it’s what you didn’t do.” Ms. Marianne explained cryptically.“What?”“What I mean Jennifer is that your grades are dropping ever since the second semester and I’m worried that if you keep up at this pace that you won’t be able to graduate.” Ms. Marianne. Mai dar kar utha aur dekha ye to mousi hai. Deep neck se bhi jyada deep one pence maxi pehi thi unhone jo sirf unke jangho ko hi cover kar pa rhi thi. Maine pucha-Me- Kya hua mousi, neend ni aa rhi, kuch chahiye kya ?Mousi- Chahiye to hai parth but tu nahi de sakta wo mujhe…itna keh kar wo chup ho gyi…shayad unko ehsaas ho gya tha ki unhone kuch galat bol diya haiMe- Mousi batao na, kya chahiye ?Mousi- Kuch ni re, bas neend ni aa rhi, socha tujhse thodi der baat kar lu, fir chali jaungi sone. Clinging onto the bathroom door, a look on her face that I can't quite figure out.I close my legs and begin to stutter out an excuse, not that I even have one."Shh" she whispers softly. Her lips are wet and I realise that her panties are too as she walks towards me. She bends down onto her knees and takes my hand in hers. I shudder as she lifts my fingers to her lips and her pink tongue hesitantly licks them.She drops my hand and looks into my eyes before kissing me gently. She pushes me. B: ji cricket ..The two boys sat on the floor facing my wife and started talking…..My wife knew why they refused….if she sai in the mcro mini be able to see her upper thighs….those two definitely saw more then that….they saw her black V.secret panty and kept staring while answering my wife..W: Tumhare dost ne bataya kit um bahut tharki ho aur din mein 7 ya 8 baar muth maarte ho…The boy felt embrassed and didn’t reply and put his head down not wanting any eye contact with my wifeW: delho koi.