She sat straight up a reached out to take my hand, clasped both hers around it like she was holding a fragile baby bunny rabbit shed rescued from a la...n mower and I felt our bond solidify and intuition told me it was going to be lifelong and unbreakable. I felt love in the air but before I could get sentimental she took me by complete surprise by lowering my hand in hers and placed it over the still wide open gape of her drenched mess he tattered remains of her pretty pink teen pussy that is. "What made you like this?" she asked quietly."Hey... think of it this way," I answered, "Either I'm a fourteen-year old boy who thinks he has a way to steal a kiss, or I'm a fourteen-year old young man who can help but has to make you listen first?"Her eyes softened as she shook her head."No, David," she said. "What you just offered isn't something a fourteen-year old with a crush thinks up. And fourteen-year old young men aren't that sympathetic. How did you get like this?"Her voice was angry,. . aunty achanak bol padi tumne mujhe jis hall me dekha us haal me sirf tumhare uncle hi dekhen hai , aur apne gand se mujhe Dhaka mar kar kitchen se bahar chali gayee aur apni gand ko is tarah machka ke chal rahi thi aur mujhe palat palat kar dekh bhi rahi thi aur muskura bhi rahi thi main jab najdik ayaa to boli ey saree achhee nahi hai na maine kaha wo aapki pink colour ki neighty bahut achhi hai aur sexy bhi mere chehre pe hath phirate hue boli naughty master ji aur kitchen chali gayee mai. . a week or two before the talent show. I was sitting in the library and you were with your friends. You saw me and just left them standing there. You told me that you didn’t understand one of the formulas in Algebra and asked me if I had time to help you. I could have been performing open-heart surgery and I would have told you I had time. But you were so cool! You told me that you knew I had better things to do than to teach Algebra but if I found a minute or two and you were around that you.