Mujhe ek din ek anjan number se phone aaya, woh kisi teacher ka phone tha, unko ek part time teacher chaiye tha, so she contacted me. Maine bhi der na...i lagayi, aur jaldi hi milne gaya, sab kuch theek ho raha tha, dheere-2 mujhe us teaher ke baare mein pata chala ki wo widow this, with a son of age 18. Dheere wo mujhe saari baate share karne lagi, main unki bahut respect karta tha. Usne mujhe bataya, ki after death of her husband, usko sex ki need thi, par ghar mein dusri marrige ki baat kisi. The risk is too great, plus I don't know anything about applying it," he responded."Are you harbouring a desire to be with a man?" she asked."No way," he responded and received a kiss as a reward for his truthfulness."That's good. I hate to think of some sweaty jock grunting as he pushes his big cock into your firm virgin butt," she responded.Charlene then reached around her back and unfastened her bra allowing it to fall in Marc's lap. Marc needed no invitation to caress and kiss them and suck. "I really hate that I need to give you this spanking, but I need to make sure that this never happens again. I'm going to start you out with a hand spanking." Then I started to spank Janet. First one cheek then the other. Even after a few spanks, I could see her white skin turn pink outside of her panties. I continued to spank her until her skin felt warm under my hand. "Now I am going to lower your panties and use the hairbrush on your naughty bottom. Please rise up so that I may. The sun reflected off an oldornate bottle coated in wax. Thinking it might look good in his kitchen,Steve grabbed the bottle and hurried home.Dropping his gym bag on the sofa, Steve sat down at the kitchen tableand began to chip away the ancient wax. In the neck of the bottle hefound an old cork that had slipped down inside. Pulling out a knife hedug at the cork breaking it up piece by piece. Pushing a bit too hardthe bottle slipped from his hand, hit the hard tile floor and splitopen."Oh.