1 mahine bad maine komal aunty ko phir apne ghar par dekha (aur mai jab bhi unhe dekhta hu wo pehle se jyada hot lgti hai) maine unse thodi talking ki... mummy ne mere bare me unko aur btaya. Bhut kam time me komal aunty aur mummy ki khoob jamne lge. Maine khaafi bar komal aunty aur mummy ko market aur mandir tak drop aur pick kia lekin aunty ne kbhi bhi mujhe notice nhi kiya lekin mere andar ka vo havas bhra Sam chahta tha ki mai use car me wo market ke road pe hi unko chod dalu. Komal Aunty ko. These people can even stand it on its head and arrest someone for being bad, and then justify it by labeling their speech as hateful." Is everything politics with you?" Jared asked."Mostly. It's the way I was brought up. That's the beauty of the dialectic. If you give it the right twist, you can justify anything. I've read my Lenin, I know how that works." Let's get back to our list of people," Alex said. "We can argue the politics of what we're doing at some other date." Mrs. Houhlihan did. Slowly, the huge purple head disappeared into my choot. Suddenly, he pulled my hair to bring my face up. He was smiling when he saw the pain in my eyes. To add to that, he pinched my nipples hard and started slapping my boobs also. I started to cry as the pain increased and my boobs and nipples were being mauled hard. Then he suddenly pushed hard and rammed his cock into my choot. I screamed hard as my young virgin choot was ripped and torn by this lund which was now pushing down my choot at. ‘Hey Gabby, can I tell you something?’ I asked after everyone else had l left. ‘Sure Dave, what’s up’ she replied, eager to know what I wanted to tell her. My heart started to pound in my at this point. ‘Well Gabby, you see…’ I paused, nervous of what I was about to say. ‘I ah, kind of like you. I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while now, and yeah. I just like you Gab.’ She quickly let go of my hand and just sat there clueless. I could feeling my stomach churning like a thousand butterflies.