Lei, Alessandra, è la ragazza che alle medie mi ha bullizzata per tre anni, facendomi vivere l'inferno. Ora mi incontra lungo le scale o per strada e...mi saluta quasi scocciata, come se il problema fossi io. La prima volta che mi ha rivista, la stronza, ha fatto finta di non ricordarsi il mio nome e quando l'ho salutata ha esordito con un "Ci conosciamo?" al quale ho risposto con un semplice "Frequentavamo le stesse scuole medie". Ora lei convive con il suo ragazzo, il classico che si crede più. And those who expect immediate love making scenes this is not the one for u. This is a slow story please read with patience hope u people enjoy.Coming to introduction i am an engineering student pursuing my degree in one of the reputed colleges in Karnataka. I stay in hostel and frequently visit my hometown. this story is about the incident between me and my cousin Raksha (Name changed ) who also stays in my hometown.This incident happened two years ago it was during my holidays after my first. I climbed the stairs slowly thinking about the chores I would do and passed the wash basket, I know, I will do the washing and hang everything on the line whilst naked. I quickly undressed and gathered all the clothes from the basket together throwing them over the bannister, in my haste I hadn't noticed that some of my mothers underwear had caught on the light and the image through her chiffon petticoat and panties was electrifying, instantly my penis stood to attention and naughtily I. There was no opposition from her side.I gave her a tight hug with my erect tool trying to rub itself against her pussy lips through our clothes. By now it was evident that she knew what I was trying to do. I made no attempt to remove her clothes as I did not have so much of courage. However, I tried moving my hands all over her clothed back and hips, to which she did not object at all. However, she did not let me kiss her on her lips and turned her face away when I tried to smooch her.These.