”She hesitated for a second, probably thinking over what I said. “What’s your name?” she asked, looking even more dangerous.“Seth,” I said... “What’s yours? Who are you?”“My name is Valory Rosenbaum,” she said, taking a step closer. “And I’m a lecturer for the School of Architecture here.”“Okay,” I said. Some of my anger diminished but only because I didn’t understand what was really going on. “So, why did you drag me in here? I didn’t do anything wrong. I wasn’t even close to the model.”She. .ata jonno tho baby hoii.She-hmm.aii smai plan kora conceive korta hoii dates dakha.Me- conceive ki?She- conceive mana pregnancy suru jokhon first semen enter kora..Me- mana semen ta bathora jawa ta..release kora..She-hmm..dustu chala. Tho whole process ta suru tar por ovary tha giya fertilised hoii egg tar satha dia...cycle ta cholaShe- ata ki hyacha..so her eyes got stuck in my bulge in my pant she understand ...She-tor tho nunu ta boro hya gacha ra ...lojja hocha naki.amar kacha ki lojja.. "So what bad things do you enjoy doing?" I asked her, trying to find out which way I could direct her. "I don't know," she replied. "With my husband I never did any such things." I sighed, a little sad and disappointed. She was twice as old as me, yet when it came to sex, she needed me to teach her. "Then," I told her finally, "place the bottle under your ass and sit down on it." Yes," she said again. I tried to imagine her, sitting in her home as her husband slept, inserting the neck of one of. "Look at my cunt, son," Stephanie said with an unmistakable tremor in her voice as she said the lewdest thing yet to her boy."Look at your mother's wet fucking cunt. My nice, horny, hairy pussy is all wet and juicy for you and because of you."As Martin was squeezing her crotch, Stephanie involuntarily contracted her muscles, and the boy could see the muscles of his mother's asshole contract into a purplish brown, swollen bundle of muscles. The mother knew her son could see it, and hoped he.