If it was morning, he did the same but instead of sleeping he left for work. He never cared if I’d cum or not; all he cared about was himself. To be...honest, he never satisfied me so I did get myself off.” I looked at Sam’s serious expression. “He’s gone and — I’m sorry, son, but I don’t miss your father. I don’t think that you do either but you’re here and all this talk has got me very excited. I can see your hard cock is poking up in your shorts. Do you still want to have me, your mummy?”"Yes,. He's the same as ever, but I picked a fight with him yesterday for no reason.Well, no good reason. The reason is not his suck-ass jump-shots and lay-ups, the reason is his girlfriend.I didn't even like her when I first met her. I'm for the athletic look, or barring that someone who at least has a nice big pair of hoots. Connie isn't like that, not at all; she is at most a B-cup, and what my dad used to call "pleasantly plump". I wouldn't call her fat, though. Certainly not anymore.She's. 4. No one talked to me about where I'd improved, or what else I might be able to do to earn that last critical tenth of a point. It was certainly frustrating for me to be so close, especially when I had absolutely no ideas about why my score had improved like it had.I didn't tell anyone about my retaking the test, not even my mom. I'd found out that her CAP score was only a 4.3, and that my father's was a 6.9, but he no longer lived anywhere near us. According to my mother, he'd met somebody. Chandu ke jaane ke baad maine kaha: Ab meri chut mein dum nahi.Aur isliye maine pati ko mana kar diya. Wo maan bhi gaya. Bas kuch der mere boobs choosta dabata hua so gaya. Subha 7 baje hi Chandu ne aa kar mujhe jaga ke kaha-Chandu: Buddhe ke paas hi so jao, taaki usko ye naa lage ki tum raat bhar uske sath nahi thi.Fir main fatafat jaa kar buddhe ke bistar mein nangi hi so gayi. Kareeb 30 minute baad buddhe ki neend khuli, to pet aur boobs pe hath firate hue usne mujhe jagaya. Fir wo uth kar.