"Holy Shit!" squealed Emelie as she was mesmerized by the length and girth of the man's cock. "I'm sorry Taylor . . . I was just watching something I ...id not expect. So is there any way you can come over here? No my parents brought me over to Mike's house for the day. Really . . . so that's like only a few blocks away." She continued to listen to her friend on the other line, but then saw Mr. Johnson looking down at her and saying loud enough for Taylor to hear: "I want you to kiss my COCK. Venkatesh, while chewing mom’s nose, laughed biggerly and caned me for one hour and released his shit directly. She took me to a school. There, H.M. Sudha, other teachers Hema reddy and prasanti were sitting. Sudha was punishing a 10th class boy for late coming. She requested mom to sit. Mom sat. I stood with folded hands. Sudha was squeezing boy’s nose. Hema reddy was pinching boy’s thigh. He was crying. Sudha, Hema, Prasanti laughing loudly. Mom also laughed and said “punishments should be. .. Help me find the real "me" that was in there,somewhere!It was at the beginning of the second year: Milly and I had beenengaged for about six months when the changes started: little things,nothing rushed, nothing pressured or forced: just little changes thatall made sense at the time and seemed perfectly normal. The first onewas hair: I'd always kept mine short.One day, we were out having a drink at one of the canal-side pubs thatyou can still find in Birmingham. It was a sunny early October. I reached for the light switch and was amazed to find myself face to face with a tall barefoot mature brunette. She wore a tight fitting black cat suit that showed a curvy body. "What the fuck are you doing in my house?" I demanded."What does it look like, genius?" Looks like you are trying to rip me off!" I barked."Wow, you are smart," she smirked.I had had enough of this bratty cunt. I reached into my pocket for my phone, and keeping the pistol leveled to her head, started dialing."No, please.