Ab to mere s bilkul bhi control nahi hua aur main apne hath s uska land pakad liya. Jaise hi maine uska land pakda wo chauk gaya maine usko ishara kiy... k jo kar raha hai karta reh. Phir main uska land sehlati rahi aur wo mere boobs aur chut k saarth khelta raha. Par ab mujhse control nahi ho raha tha aag lag rahi thi mere poore badan main. Bas mann kar raha tha k uska land apni chut main zor s ghusa du.Main dheere s thoda neeche zhuki aur uska land apne muh main le liya ab badi shanti mili. Margaret’s? The dumping ground for girls you simply want out of the way; a boarding school that does exactly what the parents want, and to pot with actual education?”“Exactly. That place is all about parents with money, and as long as the cash keeps rolling in, they can put up with poor exam results. Results are of less importance than the cash.”“So if she is still school-age, what’s to happen about her education? If you take her to a local school, they will want her file from the previous. So i waited for him.i could hear and see water splashin near the door.then i saw a soap slidin in the hall from inside.i thought it must have fell so i picked it up and went inside to give her the soap .i did’nt believe my eyes i saw her naked splashin wated on her naked body .she was taken by surprise .she stood their lookin at me in disbelief.her hand still in air ,water splashin down along the gap between her small round breast,her pussy soaked in water.i was lookin at her like a chil looks. ‘Oh what the hell (click) it’s only coffee.’ Oh great! With one tiny movement of your right index finger, you’ve doomed us! Lara’s plan for the next day was to meet Keith mid afternoon, have a coffee and some more banter and chat for half an hour, leaving her a couple of hours for retail therapy. She didn’t do any shopping. After two and a half hours of talking, giggling like a teenager and just looking at Keith’s smiling eyes as they discussed favourite books, Lara realised that she was late.