I went to see her when I had time .. we could talk sometimes .. the day .. in general .. here ended the evening party 3 or 4 that I was alone or not.F...ance told me several times also good moves .. customers or clients who had his shop ..We chatted quietly when she whispered in my ear .."Here the customer who has just returned .. it's a crazy handjob for .. he loves, he once asked me if I had customers that it could be interested .. You not want? "She said with a smile .."Why .. you wants to. She smiled gently at his expression and brushed over some sugar and cream thoughtfully so like her mother. First one packet, then two. He stirred itidly watching the dance floor slowly thin out at a slow dance. He lifted the hot cup to his lips and drank the entire contents of the cup in three swallows. Bitter coffee. That happened in the city when the pipes were old. Copper pipes. Sugar & cream on a table in a dance club. A slow movement caught his eye as he stared trying to fathom his fear in. He laughed and squeezed my breasts making a honking noise and left me.But enough about my breasts, the sixth grade was so much fun. My teacher was nice, she taught me plenty of things my first day, not all the boys were staring at me, mostly the older boys I passed on the way to class. But I was used to staring by then.One day, a few weeks in to my first time in sixth grade, I had to use the bathroom. My teacher told me to go out the hall, down to the first door on my right.I followed her. Uske mummy ki boobs to bohat hi mote hai aur gaand bhi mast hai jab o chalti hai to uski gaad mast hilti hai aisa lagta hai ki bas jau aur lund ko unki gaand me hi rakhu kabhi nikalu nahi… Uske papa ek smalll business chalate hai .. To unke aksar bahar hi rahate hai aur chachi vidhva gai unke pati ki mout hochuki hai..Abhi story pe ate hai Me aur santosh kahi bahar gumne jane walethe to me use pik karne uske ghar gaya to me sidhe uske room me jane ke liye gaya to muje uske mummy papake room se.