" "Yes, Ma'am," he said, following her. "First rule is that no one who stays here calls me ma'am. I'm Miss Kitty to you." "Fair enough, Miss Kitty. Yo... can call me Clint then." "Deal. Now I run a respectable place here Clint. Even though most of my boarders are the girls from the saloon, I don't allow any shenanigans here. No men-folk are allowed upstairs unless they live here. If any of the girls get a gentleman visitor, they can sit with them in the living room or out on the front porch. They. . Gaand bhr nikli hui.. 12th me thi tb itni mst thi..Usko dekh kr lund khda ho jata h aaj b..Figure uska bohot mast tha 36-30-38 bs use pehli baar dekh ke hi mere ko pyaar ho gya tha but mene socha ke kuch nhi ho sakta fr kych din nikle hmara ek doosre ke ghrm ana jana shuru ho gya .. Mera mn meri bhabhi aunties pr bht aata tha.. Unki chut dekhne k bd muthi maarne me kaafai aanand aata tha.. To ek din m bht kuch kaam se bhr jaa rha tha. To mehak apne ghr k bhr baith kr chut chut krke koi gana. As he turned back towards us I noticed a bulge beginning to grow in his pants. He took off his suit jacket and threw it over a chair. Then he took off his tie.'Oh my God,' I thought to myself.Mr. Collins reached out with one hand and cupped my left breast. A cold chill ran through my body. A teacher was feeling my tit. Of all the things I imagined happening in school, this one never crossed my mind.“Tell me, Mr. Morris. Do you prefer the company of boys or girls?”“Uh, girls I guess.”“You guess?. ”“Really?” I said, surprised.“Yeah.”We sat there looking at each other for a tense moment.“Hey, can I have a hug?” I asked boldly, holding out myright arm to her.She smiled and scooted the foot or so that separated usand embraced me. The feeling was indescribable. Thewarmth of her loving embrace was so intense that Ialmost wanted to break out into tears. I held herclose, hoping I wasn’t squeezing too tight, but she wassqueezing me so tight that I didn’t think I’d need toapologize for the.