Wo boht excited ho gya or usne meri jeans b utaar di. Mai ab poori nangi hokr uske saamne khadi thi.maine uske aankhon par patti baandh di or uska lun... choosne lagi. use bohot mazaaa aane laga to usne mere baal pakad kr mjhe zor zor se aage peeche krna shuru kia. maine uske tote mooh me le lie or unhe choosne lag gayi. ye dekh kr wo bola ki wo jhadne wala h to Mai uska lund choosne lagi zor se dekhte ho dekhte wo poora mere mooh me jhad gya.jhadne k baad wo ek taraf let gya pr abhi tak saara. “Oh, umm, yeah, that’s an idea.” By then, I could barely concentrate. I was too busy wondering what her free hand was doing as she sat there with one hand holding the phone. Was she gently rubbing her fingers over the nylon like I’d caught her doing so many times at home? Was she dipping one foot in and out of her shoe, or wiggling her hose-covered toes? There was no way to know for sure. Still, I pictured her doing all three, right there in the teacher’s lounge, in full view of anyone walking. Losing myself completely, I sucked her nipples and licked wherever I could. Alex did nothing to stop me, and moaned in delight. A few more seconds of that and I would have cum for sure, but suddenly I heard a commotion and the crowd yell "Ohhhhh!."Alex shifted her body reluctantly, and we turned our attention to the where the crowd was staring. My mom was on her knees, kneeling in front of the seated Brad, looking up at him with a shocked look on her face. It looked as if they had been taken. You would be wise to do well right here and right now!”We all watch and listen carefully, yet nobody moves or indicates any intention to volunteer.“Fine,” the green devil sighs in defeat. “You there! Step forth. You have been chosen.”I have to move a little to my right to see who’s been chosen this time. I crane my next before finally spotting the unlucky son of a bitch. The men, in that section, push him forward, not giving the asshole any chance to escape.“Who is it?” I ask aloud to nobody in.