Wo mujhe bhut pyar karti hain qki main akela ladka hu har chiz lake deti hain. Ek din sunday ko mere mom dad dono ghumne gaye hue the main evng main t...b nahake aya to underwear nikalne laga almaari se tab mene apni maa ki bra or panty dekhi mene use hath main le liya or bra panty pehn ke feel lene laga or muth mara jo bhar par panty m thoda lag gaya or mene dekha nahi aisa chlta raha mene ek bar black bra main muth mar diya saf kiya or rkh diya par black thi usme dikhta hi kyuki mene pani se. ’ ‘You don’t smoke.’ ‘Just give me a fucking cigarette.’ Tippi sat beside me and offered me her pack, I took one and she lit it. I didn’t cough, just inhaled like I used to all those years ago. She put the pack on the seat beside me and left her lighter there between us. ‘Your mascara has run.’ I said nothing. ‘Want to tell me?’ I remained silent. ippi stood, patted my hand and said, ‘Come back inside when you’re feeling better.’ I knew I’d never feel better. She turned to go then stopped,. I said that I wanted to cook food at home but unfortunately gas in cylinder has finished so if she were having an extra cylinder, she could help me with that.She said, ” Oho why to get worried. U can have lunch and dinner here till the time you get cylinder”I was tapping myself because my plans were working. That day she was wearing black maxi with deep neck and I could see her red bra and big boobs from it. It was open from her thighs and sometimes I could get glimpse of her bare milky thighs. You’ll just have to explain to your mother why it always smells like me.”She slid the jeans down his muscular legs, careful not to hurt his right foot or his left foot in case he got them mixed up again. Miss Tomlinson pressed her face into the front of his underwear and breathed deeply taking in the scent of a sweaty adolescent boy’s penis at the end of a school day.Miss Tomlinson loved how every boy’s sweaty, warm cock has its own scent and no two were alike. Last year she had favored.