On Friday I decided to go home for lunch, since my apartment was only a ten minute drive from work and I needed to take a break from the office. I had...just stepped into my apartment when the phone rang. I picked it up. "Hello?" I said."Hi, Bruce," said the voice on the other line. It was my mother."Hi, Mom," I told her. "I thought you would have left by now." That was the plan," she said, "but we had a little problem." What kind of problem?" Ashley sprained her ankle this morning. We just got. Now I am a senior and always eager to rag most of the time I spend my time in ragging my juniors especially durga because she was a girl of show. She was just looks like a pole with two eyes and two legs with half hair missing in her front portion. She never cares of the seniors. That’s why I made a plan to teach her a lesson.I have enjoyed a lot in the college by ragging the juniors and have fun daily 3 month’s passed in 2-1 almost we are at the end of our semester and till now I have never. They tasted like strawberries. She massaged my chest, still giving me tastes of her nipples, and worked down my abs. Kandy moved her body down, purposely rubbing her pussy against my full 6” hard-on. She positioned herself between my legs, again massaging the inside of my thighs and contacting my balls and anus, and lightly blowing on my dick, making it jump with anticipation. She finally began massaging my cock. The prolonged foreplay she’d conducted for the past half hour was being rewarded. ”“My uncle?” she said evenly, which made me think she suspected, or knew, of her uncle’s activities.“I’d put money on it,” I said. “So the thing to do is simply go about your life and keep this between us. Don’t let on that I know or that I’ve figured things out. I’m curious about what you said to your uncle about Rachel being friends with Birgit and you coming to the house.”“That you felt guilty and were doing your best to help me.”“Then keep that up. Have you managed the money well?”“Yes..