She was my 3rd lover ever. We went back to 69 and for the next 3 years did 69 as often as we could and she always swallowed gladly. Mostly it was in t...e furniture store, but we did it a few times in my bedroom with my mother there, including sleeping together a few times. I was working and in college, her mother did office cleaning and they were really poor. I bought clothes for her, and I never saw her wear anything except the ones I bought her. We used to go to Galveston (we lived in Houston). You can give me a treat later.” It was Ranvir, choir leader and class topper. And my guardian angel.Suffice it to say that the rest of the class, indeed the rest of the day went passed under the shadow of the evil one, who appeared at distressingly short intervals at all incovenient places, including the small tool shed where I was trying to console my girlfriend. Not that there was much to do, we could look forward to another scolding, followed by a grounding with more homework. Sometimes I. I ran my tongue over her perky tits, teasing her hard, pink nipples. She moaned again as I sucked them up between my lips one after the other. She grabbed my face in both hands, pulling my head up. She kissed me as I lifted my face, moaning into my mouth. Her body convulsed as an orgasm pulsed through her. Her moaning and grinding ceased as her orgasm dissipated. She kissed me firmly and rolled off my lap and onto her feet beside the bed. “That was amazing,” she said, adjusting. Ami khanik khon chup kore pore thaklam aar mohila ke tar guuder jol khasanor anondo ta upobhog korte dilam. Khanik khon pore mohila amake koekta chumu khelo aar mar kach theke sore gelo. Ami mohila kea bar theke amar kache tante gelam kintu tatokhone mohila amar oopor theke 69 positione amar oopore abar chore gelo aar ami kichu bojhbar aage tar guuder rose bheja amar khara bara ta hathe kore dhore jeebh diye chat te laglo aar kichu khon pore bara ta mukhe niye chuste laglo. Mohila amar bara ta.