Bhide hamesha proud se gumtata ki meri beti toh bohot hosiyar hai aur uske sabse ache number ayenge. Par afsos woh hua nahi aur Sonu ke marks jitne so...he the utne nahi aye aur overall Tapu se thode kum aye.Jaise hee Bhide ko pata chali yeh baat toh woh bohot gussa ho gaya.Bhide: Sonu yeh kya hai tujhe Tapu se kam marks aye?Sonu(sadly): Papa maine bohot mehnet ki thi pata nahi yeh kyu hua.Bhide: Pata nahi ka kya matlab hai. Sonu main puree society mein kehtata ki meri beti toh 1st ayegi par. She'd grown taller since then though as when she put it on it barely skimmed her bottom. Emma had agreed after their last sleepover before uni started that they'd keep their nighties locked away until the next one. Neither of them knew it would be such a long time, nearly ten years later. Emma decided against wearing underwear, maybe she'd flash Sophie, just for a laugh. A spark inside her of a distant memory almost came to the surface but it disappeared when the doorbell rang. "Hi!" They. My whole body was tingling, instinct was driving me. Eventually turning my attention to my clit, seconds later with a mind blowing release I had my second orgasm. Lying on the sofa, I was trying to recover my senses, body tingling, juices trickling from my pussy, when I was jolted back to earth hearing a knock at the window. As I opened my eyes there stood Emma looking at me through the window, her blue eyes sparkling as she smiled at me. My heart pounded, how long had she been standing there,. “I need a coffee Mrs J; can I get you some juice?” I asked and her grim face seemed to light up as she looked at me over her glasses, “Oh yes please Mr English, that would be fantastic” she replied smiling.Her ponytail swung as we walked out to the kitchen and I put some coffee on and then reaching into the fridge got out the jug of freshly made orange juice, I poured her a big glass as she sat down at the table and saw her eyes light up as she took her first mouthful. “Mmm Mr English, your.