Icould do what she wanted, or, if I refused, most likely become a recluse,dressing only when it was very safe, and probably never very well. Icould ac...ually feel my stout manly pride withering under the glare of mydesires, which were compounded by the seemingly total lack of deceptionon my mothers part. Still, even if I did agree to go, she must have had agood reason for doing this, and I wanted to know what it was, so I asked."Yes, I do have a good reason! Come and sit next to me.," When I. This room had two student desks, just like at school, and a large desk for Miss Jones. There was a blackboard on one wall, and the other wall had paddles hanging from it. "Have a seat in one of the student's desks, and I will explain the rules to you." After I sat down, Miss Jones continued saying, "I will first give you a pre-test on the subject matter we discussed at school. Then we will review the subject matter, again, and then I will give you a post-test. Before you leave to go home,. Bas..!! Ho gaya.7-8 din phele mein office se aaya aur tension ki wajah se akele hi flat ke samne wale garden mein badminton leke khelne ki khosish kar raha tha ya yeh kehlo dimag kaam nahi kar raha tha, Rishika aunty aur unki friend ne uper se kuch time baad aawaz lagayi ki hum log bhi khelenge, aur meine keh diya aa jao mein bhi bore hi ho raha hu akele, aunty aur unki friend khelna start hi kiye the ki aunty ke friend ke hubby aa gaye aur aunty unko see off kar ke wapis aayi aur hum log khele. I stood to the side of the bowl as she spread her legs wider and quickened the pace of her thrusting with Vince. Her left hand was busy wanking my cock as she sucked it hard. She leant back onto the cistern and lifted her feet up onto the side of the cubicle near the door. She pulled down her black dress letting her great tits completely free. I reached down and began kneading and squeezing her delightful largish boobs. She shoved Vince into herself right up to the hilt and started rubbing her.