Dude, what were you doing while I was talking to her?"I told her I had no idea what he was referring to."Leslie is a married woman, Tom," I said serio...sly. "No one outside of you and I can ever know." Please," he said. "First off, no one would believe you'd do such a thing. Secondly, if I start telling your secrets, it means you start telling mine." Let's just say I heard your whole conversation from below the desk," I said and then I drifted off to sleep with a smile. It would be a few days. I said ok this time I try at her back side..She is shocked…What …At my exit hole…You want..Noways…I cannot.I said else you may have to show your pussy…She with all frustration…Show her back and asked me to do….Again this time is also going to be chanllenge for me…Because her shit hole is not expanded…With all the forces I took my rod…Almost half of the vaseline box is empty now…She is almost dead now…This time to her bad luck I din’t get my cum out qucikly…What to do…Pity that girl..She is. Main kurti aur long skirt pahni aursweter daal ker shool odh li mere husband ne shaam 6 baje mujhe meri seat per bitha kar chale gye .Meri seat niche ki sleeper ki thi wanha aur log baithe the wo bole maidam abhi baithiye jab aap letingi to hum khade ho jyenge main boli theek hai .Raat 8:30 per mujhe letne ka man hua to uper walon ne seat khol di dono uper chale gye .Ek aadmi lagbha 48 saal ka mota kala sa pet nikla hua wanhi bitha raha wo bola aap let jaao mai kinare leta rahunga bheed bahut. I have scars. I can't hide them. There they are. What I've learned this week is that some people can see past them. Some people can't. And, if you can't, that is your problem, not mine."Suddenly, she stood up. She was facing the whole class, but I knew who she was talking to. "Does this disgust you? Why? It's just a few marks. OK, more than a few marks. But that's all it is. It's healed skin. It's skin that was once wounded but now is healed. That's all it is. It's not me." This is the good.