“First, you aren’t that old. Second you’re still a stud.”He laughed. “You really think so?”“And what do you think? That that kid is goin... to be stalking me around the house? Come on, he seemed like a nice kid.”So now my opinion had changed and I was defending Ewan, whom I hardly knew?“No, and you’re right. He’s a very nice kid. Esther raised him well. So, again, you’re right. See, old geezers like me can learn from you modern kids.”The conversation was over and the matter seemed settled. And he. The way smiles, the way she writes on the board, the way she turns back to explain, the way her round eyes scan the class every time she turns.It just colludes to make her gorgeous. She was wearing a pink saree with maroon peacocks and borders giving it an elevated appearance. And maroon blouse she wore was tight to the skin. She then bent slightly to fill the lower portion of the blackboard.It appeared as though her bosoms were forced to live inside the blouse. Her hips became too evident. Mujhe feel hua ki usko dard hoga so I again put my cock on her pussy lips and give a jerk and my half cock was in her pussy now she louds yaar pls ise bahar nikalo aahhh hh maarrrryee yaar pls apni jaan ko marna hai kya. Mai uske upar let gya aur use kiss krne laga jaise hi woh thodi shant hui to I give a jerk again and this time my full cock was inside her pussy.. This tym she cried luder ahhh maaarr geeee aaaa I look at her face there is some little tears in her eyesPar uski avaze mujhe. Her breathing came in short, rapid breaths, breathing stale wine into my mouthas I French kissed her. As her orgasm subsided, I braced myself. Mother wiped the sweat dripping from her forehead, catching her breath. Thenshe severely backhanded me with the same hand, screaming ?Don't you EVER touchyour Mother like that AGAIN!? ?You filthy, disgusting pig!? She shrieked as I quickly gathered my clothes, ?Youperverted little fucker!? I sped out of the room with my clothes, running to my room as the.