Divya Karan ko last desk pe le gayi. Karan ab khud ko rok nahi paa raha tha. Usne Divya ko deewar ke saath lagaya aur uske hontho ko choosne lag gaya....Karan ki peeth meri taraf thi aur main usko Divya ki gardan ko kiss karte hue dekh sakti thi.Karan ke kiss se Divya bhi pagal ho rahi thi aur uske expressions dekh kar main bhi garam hone lagi thi. Karan ne Divya ki saree khol di aur usko apni mazboot baaho mein utha liya.Ab Divya ki peeth deewaar ke saath chipki hui thi aur uski taange Karan ki. Her legs were so delectable, I felt myself gazing higher at her skirt hem, but stopped myself. My nipples were beginning to feel erect, and I was instantly embarrassed.“My real name is Maurice,” she said to me “But that’s so ugly!” I laughed at that, “No, it’s lovely.”“I love your hair colour; I’ve been dying to go blonde!” She stopped what she was doing and took a good look at me, “you’re really pretty you know that? You should come for drinks with me and the boys! They’d be happy I brought. Also, if you let him isolate, he has a good drop step. I think he could do a lot of one-on-one." Are you saying I've got a potential scorer that I'm not using?" Cal just shrugged. "Interesting," the coach said almost to himself. "I hope you can stand some crap from some teammates. You're starting tonight."As he watched the host team warming up, Cal wondered what he was really doing there. They were very big and very athletic. He found himself wishing that Cheryl could be there, but that had. I refused but she threatened to lower my grades. so i sucked it and she pushed it in and in. then after a hour she let me go. i went home furious.i called my freinds and told them to help me. what i wanted was revenge. So i went to the porn store and brought a bunck of stuff. i brought a ski mask and a curved knife and a carriable fucking machine. i then went to Mrs.Patel's house with my friends. i sneaked through the back door and saw mrs. patel making food. her body was better thanmy.