He imagined feeling her, first her chest, rubbing her breasts together, then slowly sucking on them; grabbing one nipple slowly in his mouth, then the...other one. He imagined her moaning softly in enjoyment. He would play with them for a little, rubbing them, sucking them, kissing them. Slowly he would work down her stomach with his tongue, licking every inch, playing with her belly button. He would go down until he reached her cunt. First he would tease her with his fingers, followed by his. A teacher I didn't recognize came into the room, and aminute later, M. St-Valentin was there. M. Landry fled the classroom,his face a mask of shame and anger, and I proceeded to bow to him as heleft. That fingered me as the culprit, and M. St-Valentin quickly tookme out of the room. I saw our math teacher, who was on her prep period,enter the room, likely to try and calm the students down.I wore a big smile on my face as M. St-Valentin escorted me to hisoffice.I didn't have to sit in one of the. Wo pink sari main bahut hi khubshurat lag rahi thi. Main chat per se unhi ko dekh raha tha. Tabbhi unka sari ka pallu thora neechey aa gaya or unka boobs halka dikhne laga.yeh dekh ker mera land khera ho gaya or main men hi men unko chodne ke bre me sochne laga. Tabhi bhabhi ne achanak meri taraf dekh, mujhe apni taraf dekte hue wo sarma gayi aur apne pallu ko thic karne lagi.main bhi unhe apni teraf dekht hua dekh sakpaka gaya aur dusri taraf dekhne laga.us din mujhey sari raat neend nahi aaya. The air was chill on his balding head as she ordered him to kick thehat towards her. Kick it? He was horrified at this disrespect towardsthe ultimate symbol of wizardry, but, given his lack of choices, he didit. She smiled, more of a sneer, he thought, as she picked it up fromthe floor and walked around the reindeer.He thought she was going to speak, but she just raised one eyebrow andclicked her fingers, the dim light from the lanterns glinting off herring as she did.He felt it. The dark.