She studied in a convent girl’s school and whenever she came down for walks, I could boy from her building and from the locality making a bee-hive a...ound her. She was so tempting and so seductive that I couldn’t resist but thinking of taking her virginity before another guy got a chance. Every evening she used dance in her bedroom admiring herself in the mirror, playing with hair. I could also her her bed from my window and she had a very erotic way of sitting on her bed. Normally at home used. I didn’t try my luck further and was content by resting my head in between the lovely breast. A minute had passed by and now my dick was fully erect and i think it showed very little through the covers.Shanty then stopped for a brief moment and asked “kemon lagche babu (how are you feeling master).” I replied “most of the headache has gone, i think you can now apply some balm and then i can sleep.” She bent down a bit to pick the balm from the edge of the side table and in the process my head. If he got hard and his wife made him expose his stiff dick hewould never overcome the humiliation. As he continued to hesitantlyadore the erotic footwear his prick did indeed grow to its full butunimpressive dimensions. Without being told to he took the sharp toebetween his lips and sucked it like a babe suckling from its mother'snipple.The women allowed this bizarre scene to continue while Melba asked ifanyone would like some bottled water. When they all accepted she wentto the kitchen and. L. Timmy slowly pulled down his panties and kicked them off his feet. He stood in front of Mr. L. with his thin four inch hard on sticking up at a forty five degree angle and his tiny balls pulled up tight. Timmy looked down to see a large drop of pre-cum at the tip of his penis. His face was as red as his panties and ass. “Now kneel in front of me,” whispered Mr. L. Again Timmy obeyed. He assumed his position of shame, on his knees between his Head-Master’s legs. He was looking at Mr. L’s now.