Meri aanke keechte huwe chali geyi, meri kambar auu aur dabate ja rahiti jaise ki poori choot ke andar kush javun. Meri mummy muje lipat te huwe I LOV... YOU SONA, JAN keha rahiti, isase pataa chala ki mummy ko bohat acha laga. Iss beech ek bat kasiyat ti ki muje abi tak mummy ki choot ki poor darsan nehi mili, mummy ki boll(chest) ki bi poori darsan nehi kar paya. Bus chodne ka hi maja lene laga, fir me takkar mummyke upar hi leta huwa ta, meri lund dila hokar mummy ki choot ke andarhi ta, meri. "I didn't know what I was supposed to know. I didn't know what college math looked like except for what Cindy told me." Who's Cindy?" he asked."That little redhead. She was fourteen when she hit Auburn." Fourteen? You're kidding?"Dan shook his head. "That's what I said. But when she and Nikki were talking, Cindy was an eighth-grader helping her teacher work on master's level math." How do you do math at that level when you're fourteen?" Sam queried."Or fifteen. I was fifteen."Dan spread his. Randi had a glass of Chablis and I had a glass of the house red wine. She said she would return shortly with our drinks and bread for the table. When she left, I asked, “Randi, how did your afternoon go? Were you able to think clearly, and not get too upset, with how our previous conversation went today?” She answered, “Yes Sir, all is good, as far as I am concerned. But I do have a few questions for you, and when you are ready, I will ask them.” “Yes, I figured you would have some, and I. I enjoyed laying her with her, relaxing in the gentle breeze moving through the meadow, but we would need to return. I did not want to wake her, she looked so peaceful, but we needed to collect our things and return to the village. I gently shook her shoulder, softly calling her name. Her bosom shook from side to side, and I found it hard not to give into my temptations. She slowly began to stir, her amazing smile appearing across her face, as she stretched out with fatigue. It was the cutest.