One day I got detention for calling my teacher of math a oldtimer he was a oldtimer the guy was 70 and listens to music trough a pelican I said out lo...d and he may be old but his hearing was still fine so I ended up in detention I knew my friend Tim also head detention so I would not be alone with the oldtimer but the day I had detention he was sick I had to stay alone with that old man for 2 hours and I knew I was gonna die from boredom. When the final bell went I headed over to detention I. I stroked harder and faster as I felt him writhe a little. His breathing was growing ragged.I thought I saw someone a few rows ahead look back at us. Had they heard me jerking him off? Woops. Time to cool it down for a minute. I reached down and pulled his balls out of his pants as well. I felt his scrotum tighten at my touch. I fondled his balls and kissed his neck while I worked up the nerve to start again. I still had a thing or two to learn about foreskin, I guessed. I didn’t want to get. Use chup karane lagaItne.Me wioh uthi aur mujhe kiss karne lagi aur mai b use bhaut kiss karna shuru kar diya uske neck se leke.Shoulder aur lips tak.Use bhaut passionately kiss kiya aur bhaut arouse.Hogyi woh aur kehne lagiSunaina: commmon fuck me .Plzz mujhe apna bana lo commmon fuck me fuck meAur mai.Uske kapde utarne.Laga aur kehne laga:tum aj sirf meri ho and mai tumhara u rsoo.Hot baby.Sunaina:yess baby yess u r soo goofAur maine uski nighty utari pure body pe kiss kiya aur boobbss chusne. This was my monthly chance to escape from the monotony and routine of the island where sunbathing and swimming rapidly lost their appeal after several months of incarceration. Not that the small town that we traded with held much in the way of sophistication but at least it had a beauty salon with attached hairdresser, a few clothes shops and a semi-decent restaurant. I was dressed in a thin white blouse matched to a deep red mini skirt and some sandals in the same colour. Underneath I was.