Me against a baseball bat – poor odds. I reached again in the dream, found the plastic grip of that pistol, in slow motion saw the eyes of Roddy’s...friend widen, but I distinctly saw Roddy’s eyes narrow in a look of determination. I woke up, feeling the diminutive form in bed with me. My touch in the night, she rolled towards me like she depended on me for security.The object in my arms was mine to care for and protect and if instinct had me putting myself between her and danger, I’m awfully. College. This story is about i lost my virginity to my teacher and enjoyed every bit of it. Lets start the story.You can reply to me on my email id: This story started 4 months ago. When I was in my final semester of diploma. The story revolves around Sonia who was my class tutor as well as the in charge of my major project. Sonia was a gorgeous lady mother of two children’s one 5 year old and the other 1 year old. She had those amazing boobs and a huge ass for which anyone would die. Her stats. That picture is my only memory of that moment in time, that experience. It is black licorice that triggers my most vivid memory. Not just any black licorice, definitely not the popular ropes that most associate with the candy. The ones I mean are the small tidbits that look like two fluffy pillows stuck together, black on the outside but rich brown when pulled apart. They are actually made up of four pieces and are easily separated again lengthwise. As this ritual division is being completed,. He was mauling my boob first gently and increasing his pressure on every instance. He kissed me for 60 seconds, leaving me flushed completely.As soon as he left me, Rishab pulled me upwards. Replaced him on the stool, sat down, and I was sitting on his lap. He followed the lead and was mauling my boob with full pressure, kissing me again. I was so much confusion about the happenings.In the last 5 minutes, I was kissed four times, and two were by someone else instead of my boyfriend. Rishab left.