Tabhi ma’am boli ki mujhe nahane Nadi Jana hai.ye sunte hi student kaap gaye.nadi yaha se 23 km door hai .madam kaan Mai ear phone Laga ke baith gay....student bechare unko utha ke chalne Lage .3 ghane Laga tar chale ke Baad hi waha pahuche.Safar Mai ma’am ne 20 baat se Jada paad mara hoga.wo so Gaye thi.Waha pahuch kar ma’am boli mood change .wapas chalo.bacho Ko rest ka time bhi nahi mila.3 ghante Baad hum ghar aaye.maam ne bola nahane ki tayari karo.Phir ma’am nai Tali Mari aur sabhi student. I entered the second cubical and closed the door behind me. The stall was filthy and had a foul, musty smell. The floor was wet and the walls and door were covered in messages left by men seeking sex.I unbuckled my belt and ley my trousers and underpants fall to the floor. Sitting on the toilet holding my erect penis I read the messages and began to stroke. The dirty, stinking atmosphere of the dark toilet cubical aroused me and instantly brought me close to orgasm. I love being in a filthy and. Mom checked my backpack to make sure I had enough socks and under wear. There was a knock at the door, and I ran to see who it was. I opened it,it was Mr. Donald. He told me to put my things in the truck he wants to talk to my mother. After a few minutes they came out still talking. She came up to me, eyes a little red told me to listen to Mr. Donald and do what he said. I will mom I told her. She hugged me and kissed my cheek. We backed out the drive and hit the freeway. It was a nice. It was always weird,mom and I were never close anyway so it didn't really bother me at the time when she did leave. So anyway,after she left, dad would always have some random guys stop by the house and disappear into the bedroom for a few hours and knowing what they were doing,I wanted my own lover to play with. My wish came true that Friday night. Jack came by the house looking for dad and I told him that he would not be home for about an hour or so and that he could come in and wait if he.