Aksar hum ekatae hi kalte the.Bachpan me admi ko kuch pata nahi hota is liya hum nage hokar kai bar barish me nahate to kabhi swimming teacher ko pare...han karne ke liyea naga ho jate. Mera lund bachpan se hi lokesh se lamba tha. Bade hone ke bad Bhawna or mere me kuch doriya samjhe lo ya phir hasitation samajh lo ho gai the. Lokesh ke ghar jab bhi mae jata us ke sath time bitata or phir apne ghar chala jata. Ek din hum logo ne varinda ban jane ka programe banaya. Jo ki Mathura UP mea pardta. Next, everyone was given a map of the campus and it was time for a tour. But this tour would be different from the one Melissa received when she was interested in attending the school. Two other students joined her for this tour and the first building they toured was the classroom building. It was a tall building with many floors. But what was unusual about the classrooms was that a large wooden paddle with holes in it was hung in the front of every classroom. The man leading the tour was. Others were far more pornographic, like ones of her with her legs spread and a huge dildo buried deep in her hairy pussy. There were also a few of her sucking my dad’s cock, I was happy to see that he wasn’t any bigger than me, in fact, our cocks were very similar. This instance happened a few more times over the years. I found disks full of pictures taken on holiday, or flash drives with ones of her tied up in the loft. There were even pictures of her and a friend of my parents fucking. All. "Time to get poked. Come see us some time."I got on my boots and returned to the stable, wishing I owned some stockings. An odd sound in one of the empty stalls got my attention, and I found a girl there, crouching in the hay and sobbing."Who are you?" she demanded when I touched her shoulder."You all right?" I asked, getting down on a knee to be at her level."He wants me to marry Carter," she moaned. "Says I must."It took a while but I finally figured out that this girl was Tom's niece, his.