Her nails pierced my shirt. She then said sorry, I too said I did it by mistake. Like this I stated to tease bhabhi; she was taking it as my fun but I...was trying to touch her milky white boobs on my back. When she used to touch with her boobs on my shoulder; I used to climb without the wings. Now let’s move on to the story.One day my parents had to go on a business trip to Delhi, so they told my bhabi to help me in food and stay with me. I too went to their place; packed. My parents left. I. They can use my work or let me do it." So you want to be a teacher now?" It's fun. Infants fascinate me and will keep me occupied all day. Children up to adults are fun because they know so little but usually willing to learn. Adults are fun because I have to work around their preconceived ideas to show them the truth." You better hurry off to your next class, Jeff."I found that one of my spares coincided with an empty music room once each rotation. I talked Miss Floit into letting me use it. I. I feel I have earned it after such an enjoyable afternoon of sex in the outdoors. I think you also enjoyed watching your young wife being fucked repeatedly by three black Swazi boys. I can’t wait to see your erotic pictures of the action.” Lisa said. When I returned from the kitchen, with her glass of wine, Lisa was sitting in the chair, still stark naked, other that the three trophy bead necklaces. She had her long legs wide open, her cunt on open view. A perfect picture. I grabbed my camera.. " She stopped, looking at me."I waited a few days, until I wasn't sore any more and tried again. This time I took the biggest carrot and pushed it in thick end first. It stretched me a lot and still hurt right at that one spot. I told myself I'd come this far and decided to just push it in. There wasn't as much pain and then something popped inside me and the carrot slid right in and I knew I'd finished it, made myself ready." For what?"Another pause. Longer this time. Then... "For you. For.