Swaile was not a large or powerful man but he had mastered the black art of sarcasm to an unnatural degree of cruelty. With a single sentence he could...whittle the most resolute of pupils down to a tear stained, impotent jelly. To Wellings’ mind it seemed this man had reserved his powers of character destruction for him and him alone. To the rest of the class Wellings’ was a bumbling incompetent, one of the no hope, halfwits. They revelled in his discomfort, in his embarrassed mumblings and. This happen when i was 12yo. my mom always walked around the house even greet my friends in a skimpy tanktop & realy trashy panties. she would sit on the sofa, light a cigarette & just leave her legs wide open. me & my cousins & some friends would enjoy telling stories bout our moms & i would let all of them jack off while looking through the window. one rainy night, i got drunk & a little wasted off of hard drinks i decided to lay next to mom & just start touching her. she was sleeping with. The phone vibrating on the nightstand shocked Amanda awake. She struggled upright and fumbled for the device.“Huh?”“Hey sis, awake yet?” Grace sounded dreadfully lively. “How about that breakfast? The water’s on the boil and Jake is about to return with bagels and stuff. You in? I could fetch you.”“Whoa, slow down. You just woke me. Let me sit this one out, okay? It would take forever until I’m presentable.” Amanda fought a yawn and lost.“Aww, come on, you don’t have to glitz yourself up. Just. To chalo ab chudai ka karyakram shuru karte he ye ghatana 2 month pehle ki he us din barish bhi ho rahi thi or mera lund bhi kuch jayada hi garam ho raha tha to me aunty ke ghar pahuch gaya or unko aavaz lagai tb vo chat par kapade lene gai thi to unhone chat se hi mujhe upar aane ko kaha me bhi upar chala gaya or kapade utarane me unki help karne laga barish itani tej thi ki hum dono puri tarha se bhig gaye the jab sare kapade utar liyeTb hum chat par bane ek chote se room me chale gaye jaha.