.woh bathroom se thoda sa baher aayi aur mujhe dekh ke boli…apna rajor le ke aa.mere baal geele hain abhi shave ker de.Aur woh wapis under chali gay.... Main turant bhool gaya ki kal raat didi ne mere khade lund pe kya chot ki thi…main khush ho gaya aur ready ho gaya under jane ke liye. Jab under gaya to mujhe ummeed se bhi behtar scene mila dekhne ko…Didi ne apna geela peticot apne badan pe lapet liya tha..uska apate aur chuchi chupe hue the aur uski janghen to lagbhag poori nngi thi…bas choot. I couldtaste myself through him. The kisses were deep as our tonguesdanced the age-old promise of things to come. I slowly work my way down his body. Stopping at his nipplesto tease them into attention. Circling my tongue around,feeling them harden. I alternated between pressure andsucking, on occasion taking gentle bites. He moans andruns his arms along my shoulders and back wanting to feelme as if to assure I am real. Eventually I find myself at the essence of him. I run my tonguealong his. On Thursday of that week, she told me she had a test the following morning and would let me know how she did during our Friday evening tutoring session. Friday evening, I was greeted by Haley at the door. She told me that her parents had taken Caitlin out to dinner, and that we had the house to ourselves. As I spread my books out on the table, she came up to me, telling me that it was not necessary to have the books tonight. She said I passed my exam with a 78, which was higher than she had. "Oh Doc," she said as she moved and adjusted the sheet again, making sure I had an unobstructed view. "Would you mind doing just a couple more sketches of me that are full-body and not just upper?" Sure, Sheila," I said. I brought my sketchbook out and a bit of charcoal and sat my stool much closer than I had been for the portrait. Sheila moved herself into a reclining pose and positioned the drape so that she was fully exposed. I quickly lay in a charcoal sketch and captured the bare slit that.