Subah jata hu aur sham ko vapas aata hu,roj yahi chalta hai.mere sath ek ladki bhai daily travel karti hai,woaaage se hi usi gadi me hoti thi sayad ag...e city se aati hogi,ek bar gadi me bhid jyada hi thi,uske baju me ek seat khali thi so me uske pas baith gaya,wo muje dekh kar halke se muskarayi maine bhi smile se ans diya,fir thodi der baithe rahe, achanak hi usne muje pucha ki tum padhai karte ho ya koi job, maine kaha ki mera business hai, aur usne bataya ki ki wo goverment servent hai,kuch. She came across as a simple , uncomplicated and shy person. One of the things she was curious about was “french-kiss”. She was not sure what it was and she extracted a promise from me to show her if we ever met. She was also curious about oral sex. She came around 1 pm. She had refused to share her picture so it was the first time I was seeing her. She wore an elegant but simple cotton sari. Her face was pleasant with nice even teeth, charming in simplicity. Wheatish colour. . We talked for a. Now, stick one finger inside yourself and then pull it out.” Again, I do as he says. I stick one long finger as deep into my hole as it will go and then pull it out. Unsure of what to do next, I look at Jon, who has taken off his jacket and dress shirt. He has just his undershirt and boxers on now, and the lust in his eyes is so sexy. He grabs my wrist and brings my juice covered finger to his mouth. He keeps his slow stroke going as he licks my finger clean. I can tell he is struggling not to. That could never happen at school.” She went to sit on the couch, leaving room between Vivian and herself. She crossed her legs, revealing a vision to George.In my telepathically enabled mind, a different music played: Here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson.George blurted, “ Oh my God!Margaret said, innocently, “Pardon?”George replied, “Oh no, Miss Smith. Oh no.”She questioned, “What’s wrong?”George tried to explain, “Miss Smith, you didn’t ... I mean, you didn’t expect...”“What?”“I mean, you didn’t.