. Mujhe seat mil gaye toh main baith gaya , par wo aunty ko seat nahi mile or mere pass khadi ho gaye,Yaar kya hips thi unki maan karta tha ki touch k...rlu.jaise ki maine bataya ki mera ghar kuch 6hrs ki duri par hain …bus me thodi dher tak bhid thi ,, uske baad sublog thode thode kar k utaarne lage ..wo aunty shayad newly married lag rahe thi,,,par unke muh me kuch udasi lag rahe thi ,wo kuch dher baad mere samne wali seat par baith gaye ,,main bhi unhe ko dhekta tha ,,jab mere nazzar unki. Within no time, she screamed and released an orgasm. What happened next almost gave us a heart attack. We heard a knock at the door. We hurried and got our cloths on. I sat down and pretended to be studying as she went to get the door. At the door was the teacher down the hall, Ms. Baker. I had Ms. Baker for Biology my freshman year. She is also a BBW, longer blond hair than Ms. Dawn, a little more round, and shorter. She had a stack of papers in her hands. She was looking around the room as if. But then things changed. I got involved with one of my interns from a local high school. She wanted me to be her first, and I just could not resist. Then her mother found out. I thought I was a dead man: goodbye job, so long house, maybe if I am lucky I would be able to keep a friend or two. But then, for once, luck turned my way and Jenny's mom was okay with us fooling around, as long as I don't stand in the way of Jenny's future.No problem. I truly care for Jenny. She is a special girl who. " Whatever," she waved it away. "It's not like you're saving yourself for..." Belinda fell silent with her mouth open; the question unasked. The silence spun out for a few seconds while I watched the results of an internal dialogue play out on her face. "You're a virgin," she said finally.I wasn't as embarrassed as I thought I would be. I wasn't really embarrassed at all, in fact. It wasn't like she was dancing around the table, pointing at me and singing "Nyah-nyah-ne-na-nyah" like a primary.