"You'd do the same for me." He paused, plates stacked in one hand, juice glasses in the other. "Was that your daughter who called?"I shook my head. "N.... Jeff." Briefly, I filled him in on the conversation.To my amazement, he chuckled. "Kids." He stepped into the kitchen. "He'll get over it. They both will."I considered my coffee cup. "I don't know. They were pretty upset."Mike reappeared in the doorway. Behind him, I could hear water running. "They'll be fine. You'll be fine. Trust me."I. Peter awakened me and I gave him a hug and just held onto him. I was so exhausted, feeling really emotional and I just clung to him. He knelt down and just held me. I think we stayed that way for about ten minutes before he slowly drew back and told me he would make dinner. Watching him walk into the kitchen I felt like the sun was going away from me. I looked at all my school materials and the pressure was building up hard. One of my biggest faults is that I am extremly critical of myself.. I went and interrupted, but madhan did not listen they finally broke the fight after principal intervened. After that incident, I did not talk with madhan for a week.After the week madhan came “miss, I have some stuff to show youMe: why would I bother to look at it?He apologized for all that things. I told him I have a lot of work to do and asked him to go. But he was reluctant to go. But somehow I made him go.As all my work got completed, I started towards the parking lot. I saw madhan waiting. .. I was spellbound by the taste and feel of his perfect cock, I couldn't get enough.He suddenly pulled his fingers out, my clit twiched, releasing a spray of precum, I felt empty, needed him back inside me.I felt another cock stroking my crack, the engourged tip pushing against my prepared, wet pussy.The tip pushed its way in, slowly, I felt myself being stretched beyond anything I had ever known, the huge cock pushed in inch by endles inch.Pain and pleasure swept through my whole body like a.