With my lungs burning as I fought for breath, he dropped from my grasp, and I lay back on the cool white linen sheets, my heart pounding in my chest. ...He bowed his head, scooping the erect nipple of my right breast into his mouth, teasing me with his tongue before biting down, making me yelp.But it was a good pain, a welcome pain. I don’t think that at any time in my life, had my body felt so alive, so attended to, so cherished or abused.Lifting my head, I looked down between my two leaping. Thecollar pulled itself closed, each button fastening one after the other,until it was snug around my neck. Was he putting me back to normal?Of course not.The bustier I was still struggling to live in loosened just a little,and shrank until it constricted my upper chest only. It had shrunk intoa normal bra! I could just about see it through the shifting blouse, andthen see it very easily after it bloomed bright pink.Meanwhile, my skirt began to retreat to half way up my thigh andsuddenly. .Unka terrace humare terrace se laga hua hai..Terrace par unke kapde sookh rahe the…Unka salwar unka laal dupatta unki black colour ki padded bra ar unki black penty ….Unke kapdr dekh kar mere underwear m pani aa gaya…Mene chupke se unki bra utha li.Ar apne kamre mai jakar mene unki bra soongh kar marturbate karne laga…Kuch der baad mere sperm nikal gaya..Mai vapis wahan gaya aur unki bra vapis wahin tang di…Mai roz unke bare mai sochne laga jab bhi wo kapde daalne upar aati thi mai unhe chupke. ”“Are you still going to play basketball for me,” he asks as I chuckle and shake my head. I don’t know why he would ask that question. It doesn’t matter if Megan and I are together or not. I still want to play basketball.“Of course, Coach,” I answer as he grins. “If Megan doesn’t want to be with me then there is nothing I can do about it. Life goes on.”“Good!” Coach Taylor sighs. “Because we have a good chance of winning regional’s and possibly taking state. The football team is a lost cause.