.agar tumhaari family k sath ache relation na hote to tumhara tution band krti ya tumhaare ghar par jakar bata deti..par filhaal warning de rahi hu aa...e se ye sab yahaan nhi hona chahiye..maine madam ko sorry kaha or padhne baith gayaPar kahte hain na SEX ka chaska bahut bura hota hai,2 din hue the is baat ko or teesre din fir main apne lund ko hath me lekar shaant krne laga …10-11 din guzre,,main roz ki tarah tution lene aya,room me aya to dekha madam bed par leti hui hain or dupatta sir par. I pulled my dress down to my knees and stood up and went over to the tree. There sitting on a bench over- looking the water was a black man. His age was indiscernible, I would imagine around 25-30. He was wearing only a short pair of rather sheer nylon running shorts and was sweaty, as if he had just finished exercising. Which I found out later, he had. “Hi,” I said as I glanced down at him, “Are you from around here?” I didn’t recognize him as a regular from. "See, I wasn't lying," she said coming out of her room and throwing a blue thong on my face."Mom!" I reacted in mock disgust as I threw it away."I thought guys liked our underwear," she replied with a straight face and sat down on the carpet with two bottles of beers.I got up from the couch, picked up a bottle and saw her wearing a lime colored short nightgown that was so loosely tied that her thighs and half of her boobs were visible.I lay back on the carpet, with my head resting against the. He was very glad it had happened. Especially because Becky had been the last to kiss him. Becky, with the sparkling green eyes. She had been special in his mind for all of that truncated third grade year. He'd been smitten with her curly red hair. She was new to their small, desert community. No other girls had red hair. And she smiled at him every time she saw him, with her green eyes crinkling up. Which was often. Some of the guys even teased him about being her boyfriend. But he had angrily.