Pooja mam muje history padhati thi aur kayi bacche unke yaha coaching karne jaate the mera dost b unme se ek tha ek din maine pucha ki vo kaisa padhat... hai to usne bataya kiaha padhati hai vaha jyada bahe b nai hai aur sexy baate b karti hai t b aaja vaha padhne to maine pehle to mana kar diya phir kuch din sochne ke baad maine be tuitions join kar liya. Shuru me mai thoda sharmila tha pir maam ne mujse kuh baate ki aur wo nighty pehan ke padhati thi to unke boobs ke beech ki line dikhti thi. "Mary Jane! You were needed 5 minutes ago. Chop chop!" MJ learned one the earliest skills needed as a model was running from the dressing area to the studio and back in the most awkward of shoes. Her rapid click click click raced with enough poise to contain the hair the stylist had required more time on."Mr Parker, you're not going to hold me up now?" Desiree Vaughn-Pope demanded when his camera didn't instantly raise up."No ma'am," Peter said, his sarcastic smile lighting up the redhead model. "But I hope you would like to." Would I ever!" she thought. Glancing over at Bruce, she saw that he was staring directly at her with a look of great displeasure on his face. She realized that not only did she not care, but she even took secret delight in his watching her with James. She wanted him now and hoped that he would make that happen – and soon. She put a hand on his lap."I think it's time to introduce you to what this club is all about, don't you?" – he asked."What do you mean?" I mean. Why did he just walk away from her? He asked himself. But, he already knew the answer to that self-imposed question.He knew the kind of man he is. The kind of man who needs to have complete control when bringing pleasure to his woman and unfortunately he had the feeling the Ivy would be the kind of woman who would fight him every step of the way. The idea of her small body fighting under his while pinning her down sent a new wave of painful arousal through his already hard body.His knuckles.