The class was engaged, some with my speaking or my slides, and others with my breasts, but I didn’t care either way. I was just happy that the ridic...le had stopped for a moment. My teacher seemed to be enjoying my content, and he repeatedly nodded in approval. I was building confidence, but halfway through, it all came crashing down when milk started spurting out of my right nipple.I knew there was no way that anyone could tell what was happening through my shirt, but it was torture to me. I. After having food we went to sleep, we close two bed to each other, her daughter(that time she was just 2 or 2.1/2 years old), and bhabi was on one and I was on other bed, but just close. So around 4 o clock in the morning bhabi asked me to put my leg on her leg, since it is paining, i put my leg on her leg this time I realize that I must go ahead without fear,and after 2 mins I started rubbing my leg on her leg, she did not said anything, then I moved my hand and turned her neck to my side and. " Is that true, Dad? Do you still think of her as a friend, after everything that's happened?" Yeah, we were always friends as well as lovers. There was never anybody else I could talk over anything with as easily as I could with her. I valued her advice, her intelligence. She could always make me laugh, no matter how bad the day had been. If we hadn't been married, hadn't been lovers, I think we would have been good friends. There was just something - we clicked. I don't know how to describe. . I know something you don't know.... That dude's gotta 11 incher." "What? 11 inches?... What the hell.... Keri doesn't care about size." "You keep thinking that... And while you wonder..." Stop trying to unzip my pants, we are not fucking!" "Shhh!... Keep your voice down. I just wanna suck your dick real quick." "I said NO. How many times do I have to tell you that?" "Listen." "Why?" "Shhh... just listen" "Hear that?" Hear what?" "No talking.... they must be down to business already." "Oh no.