Main puri tarah nanga ho gaya. Usko balo se pakad ke uske muh ko apne lund ke pass le gaya. Usne bhi zat se lund chatna suru kar diya. Main uske stan ...ato se dabaye ja raha tha. Nipples masal raha tha. Ab usne lund pura ander leke achhe se chusna suru kar diya tha.Main: Tu sach mein ek randi hai kya mast chus rahi hai. Kaha se sikha chusna tune rand?Usne aur jor jor se chusna suru kar diya aur sath hi sath meri gotiya sehlane lagi. Jabtak main uske muh mein dala nahi woh jor jor pura lund ander. Because the teacher involved in this story has a very unique last name, I'll be replacing it with a more common one. I'm changing my name as well, but that's less paranoia and more of a personal choice. I've never written anything like this before, so I'd like to apologize in advance if the pacing is weird. I tend to ramble.========================================================================================== I was the weird kid growing up. Not all of it was my fault, but regardless of how. Natasha's husband always told her, she had a body that would make a gay man turn straight. Her sexual orientation is what you'd call kinky and perverted. Natasha often tells everyone that she a blonde with a sexy brain. One of the things she likes to do is read. Which consists of a sexy book, porn magazine, or erotic letter magazines; she says it keeps her sex life spicy. It was while reading one of the magazines articles that she came across and article about role-playing. After thinking about. “So what do we do now?”“You need to focus on Janine, everything about her, her name, her appearance, her personality, everything.”“Ok.” Heather’s brow wrinkled as she mentally catalogued everything she knew of the woman who had consigned her to her death.For a moment all the doors seemed to be moving making Heather feel disorientated then suddenly there was a door in front of her with “Janine Caltern” inscribed on it.“Well done.” Marek said, he took a deep breath, “Are you ready love?”When.