Chai pite pite hum baat kar ne lage wo boal ne lagi chandigarh main ghoom ne liye bahut sare spot ho ge na maine kaha ha hai unho ne bola aur aap ke w...fe kaise hai maine kaha thik hai us ke to maze hai maine kaha main samjha nahi wo muskarane lagi aur boal ne lagi jiss ka pati us ke saath ho to us ke to maze ho ga na. Maine kaha aise koi baat nahi hai phir wo boli main naha lati hoo aur wo chali gai main un ke baat ke bare main soachne laga aur mera maan un ko chod ne ka kar ne laga mami naha. She fell her pen on ground and bend fully her body to take it. Now I was not in control I watched her full tits.My cock was out of control and I realized that mam was smiling and also trying to tease me more. then she ordered me to take her book from the rack. I understood that mam want to see my bulk, and then I stood up and gave her book. she gave a naughty smile.After tuition I begin to tie up my shoes, I watched her she was looking sad. she asked me about my further time table I replied. My hair was clean, combed and trimmed. In fact all of me was much cleaner than I was accustomed to. On the streets, I bathed perhaps once a month and cleaned my clothing once a tenday at most, but both Quinlan and Anarion bathed daily when they could and insisted that I do so as well. It was a practice I performed most grudgingly at first but I have since found that I quite like it.Despite being clean in clothing, hair, and body, I still felt like an idiot country rube. Anarion and I's. -Abstinence in the three days prior to presentation;-Cultivating a general state of pureness of the mind;-Taking a thorough shower;-Accepting the Trainer as God.The Submission would take place at dawn. I would wake up early, take ashower, wear a two-piece swimming suit of my choice with a light pinksarong to enhance my femininity. Mustapha had already asked his twofriends, Ashraf and Achref, to take me from our home. All the time, aftermy man would give me an order, I would have to keep my eyes.