Ek din mero tabiyat theek nahi pr main school gaya tha lunch time sub class k bahar chale gaye or main class mai betha raha, mene payal k bag dekha me...e uska bag khola or ek ek rageen dairy nikali usme notes thhe mene kuch thoda sa padha fir usko bag mai daal diya kyuki mujhe vo kisi kaam k nahi lage, fir jub lunch time k baad class huyi to madam wahi topic padha rahi thi, mene bhi aaj fir jo padha tha uske hisab se jawab de diya tha. Next day main mobile chhupa k le aya school , or lunch time. She abandoned me more and more to my own devices; I wondered what I'd done to warrant this change.An unknown voice accompanied her as she fumbled her key in the lock of the front door. She entered, followed by a stranger, giggling as she responded to his charm.The man looked down at me, naked but for my collar."This is Judy," my mistress informed him."She's lovely," he admitted."Would you like to stroke her?" No, not right now." I'll just start dinner," she replied acceptingly.The visitor sat. A few slimy ropes of pony cum bad slid down into her pussyslot, streaking her cuntcream with a thicker fluid. Wanda's flushed face turned and she looked right up her sister's gaping fuckhole. Her hot breath wafted into that slot."My pussy is full of pony jism," Molly whispered, her voice husky, her face a mask of desire.Molly's thighs rippled, parting even farther. Wanda's face was only inches from Molly's crotch. Her tongue slid out and, with a low moan, Wanda licked up her sister's creamy. Maybe weshould do the good part first." If you're gay, that's fine. That's not a bad thing. It's okay to begay." Her voice sounded like she was trying to be funny, but she wasalso annoyed. "They make all the best TV shows anyway. But what's thegood part..." Okay... the good part is really good. No wait... if I tell you. You'llthink I'm joking. Look, you need to come back to the States." What's going on Charles?" You're not going to believe me. So I'm just going to blurt it out, butpromise me.