Me bht nashe me ho gai mujhse baitha bhi ni ja rha tha to me lait gaiMene ek top pehna tha jiske neck pr button the jo pta ni kb khul gye jb me leti t... meri cleavage dikhne lagi or skirt upar hone ki wahah se meri panty bhi dikh rhi thiShivam ne achanak meri cleavage pr hath fer dia me boli kya kr rha h pr nashe ki wajah se hath ni hata pai…Fir usne meri chuchi dabani shuru kr di to me ulta hokr let gai taki wo chhu na pae usne rohit ko bahar bheja or meri panty utar kr mere gand me apna lund. So we decided to break up and move on with our respective lives. We remained good friends and were in constant contact with each other. After a few months, it was my birthday.I decided to go clubbing in Esco with my friends. We met at a friend’s place to pre-booze and then left for Esco. I had already booked a table for everyone. We all settled down, and I ordered drinks and food. It was a retro-music night at Esco, and people were grooving to remixes of old Bollywood songs.We all were dancing,. And Mrs. Paul Reaburn. I mentioned to the clerk that they were friends of mine and were on their anniversary. I left a bouquet of flowers and an envelope with a letter to Jo in it. I asked the clerk to deliver it to them sometime after nine that evening.I called three pizza parlors and asked them all to deliver a pizza to Room #136 that evening after nine also. I called from the motel lobby so it would show up on the caller ID. I wasn't sure what else to do so I headed home. Jo was taking a. Megan stared at it as it throbbed in the air. "Professor, what's this about? she asked. "I want you Miss Carson like I have not ever wanted another student." "That's not going to happen," she responded and she turned to leave. She felt herself being picked up and carried to the bed where he pinned her on her back. She felt something silky being placed on her wrists and discovered he had two neckties fashioned into restraints and secured on the bedposts. She started to protest when he produced a.