But she knew, he was way out of her league. He never gave her the time of day.I liked tomboys. I liked her. Her long legs, her flat chest, her jet ...lack hair, her milk white skin. And what did I like the most about her? She didn't have other boys' handprints all over her breasts. She would be mine and only mine. I persuaded her. Watched her games. Cheered her on. Talked to her. Walked her to class. Carried her books. We became high school sweet hearts. After college, we married. . Then she said ‘sorry sir, this happened because of me’ and asked, “rombavalikkudha ?.” (Is it paining lot?). I said ‘ yah, its paining little bit’ . She told to put some pain balm. I asked her to get it from the nearby cub-board. Meantime I managed to reach my bed and sat on that. She brought the pain palm and gave it to me. I asked her whether she can apply it for me. She applies it on my toe and gave a light massage. I told her she is massaging well. She said her grandma teaches her massage. Maria pushed me onto my back and got into a 69, lapping at my cock and pressing her pussy into my mouth, it was strange but also kinky licking my own cum from her pussy but as I did my fingers ran up and down her arse crack the material of her g-string now coated with our juices was getting in the way. Without thought I ripped the material apart and threw the remains to the side, this brought a squeal from Maria.My fingers were new playing with her puckered arse hole, the tip of one finger now. " Don't you realize how unusual it would be if three students seated next to each other all got a perfect score?" Yeah, I guess so, but how do you know you got a perfect score?" I nodded and laughed, "I always know. Besides, it would be even more obvious if we all got the same problem wrong!" "Whoa, you're one smart bitch." I shushed them laughingly and smiled. "Thanks for the latte, see you later." In your room, on your bed!" Rick cracked."How about the Research Library, eighth floor, any time.