I squirmed in my seat, and pressed my legs together tight, feeling the crotch of my thong getting wetter and wetter.Thankfully the lunch bell rang. I ...alked towards the school bathroom. I couldn't help myself. Yesterday, I was an innocent girl who hadn't dared do anything so wrong, so taboo. Now I'd slept with a teacher and couldn't stop thinking about him. I was in the school bathroom ready to finger myself to an orgasm. I bit at my bottom lip as my heart began to race. My thumbs hooked around. Tim told her that he couldn't do that because so far, all of them were afraid of it. His friends were having sex but he hadn't yet. She was instantly mad, then deeply sad. She also felt his cock hardening more as they talked. Tim felt her also as his stiffened cock was being oiled through her panties. Wetness with the consistence of baby oil enveloped him. “Does it hurt”, Rosa asked? “The tip feels like it will split open, the head buzzing like a thousand bee's and my balls are in a vice”, Tim. Actually my mom is an highly traditional person even she will not speak to the near by person to our house but at one time she to last her control it had happened while iam studying 10th std at that time my father had gone for an out station for an contract work and he been there for a year which made my mom too hot by that we were in madras and we are yet to come to trichy so me and my mom planned to go by bus while we are waiting for an bus in bus stand a stranger stood near by as looked to. “It’s tomorrow you’re supposed to be here,” he groaned. “Not today.”She ignored his nakedness. “No it’s not. You said today and we’re here, so get your lazy butt out of bed and teach me to finish drywall.“Why do you hate me?” he moaned, rolling over and curling up into a ball.She went to stand next to the bed.“I don’t hate you, you oaf! I should, the way you torment me, but I don’t.”She started pinching him all over his exposed skin.He moved like lightning and she wasn’t prepared for it when.