She had just graduated from college, and this was her first teaching job. Seeing that she was the only female that I had everyday contact with, I ten...ed to play more practical jokes on her than anyone else. Her name was "Miss Jones", and she was really pretty and smelled real nice. She sent me to the principal's office more than once, for the stunts I pulled on her. Now I actually feel sorry for the way I treated her, it must have been real frustrating for her.School had just let out about. NITYA ka bhi uspe crush tha jo k mujhe baad mein usne bataaya tha. Maine usse apni girlfriend ko blue film dikhaane ka bhaana banaa kar CDs laakar dene ko kahaa, to usne mujhe apni cousin PINKI k saath alag alag clips wali blue film ki CD di.Sham ko meine NITYA se kaha aaj jaldi mat so jana kyonki aaj mein tumhe khas cheej dikhane wala hoon.Usne bhi hami bhar di. Mein besabri se intjaar karne laga.Jaise hi ghar ka kaam niptakar NITYA kamre mein ayi meine jhat se darwaja band kar diya aur bola. I turned on the bar stool to face him, still holding my huge breasts, squeezing them gently with a wicked smile emblazoned across my face.“Your drink is on the bar!” I smiled, giving my breasts one last squeeze. My bare legs were crossed, which had caused my mini skirt to ride all the way up my thighs. An expanse of tanned thigh was clearly visible as I uncrossed and crossed my legs, allowing a teasing glimpse of my shaved pussy, replicating Sharon Stones movements in Basic Instinct. He was. Both eighteen years old, the daughters of Eric's sisters, visiting our home for Thanksgiving. It was the first time we'd seen them in five years and they'd changed beyond all recognition. No longer the gawky, awkward, chubby thirteen year olds from that family vacation in Florida. The pair had grown into beautiful women, sensual creatures with full breasts and long, long legs.Oh God, why did they have to wear pantyhose?From the moment I'd seen them step out of their moms' cars, from the second.