Uske ke muh se ooohhhhh, Sanju. Aur jor se dabaaa tumhare sir ke hath me to takat hi nahi hai..Maine jaldi se uske blouse ke button khol dale aur uske...kale bra ke upar se hi chunchiyon ko kiss karne laga bra ke upar se hipple ko munh me liya aur chusne laga uski bra mere thook se gili ho gayi thi saree bhi adhi khul gayi thi wo siskari le rahi thi shhh uuufff.. oh maaa?ki awaz aayi maine dheere dheere apna ek hath saree aur peticot ke upar se uski gathili jaangho par lagaya urAuski choot tak. I made no effort to cover up, close my legs or shield my breasts by crossing an arm across them, no I lay in total submission, strangely compliant and willing, he would need relieving and I was in the right position, 'Close the fucking door and take your clothes off', I ordered, suddenly feeling in the accendency, 'You want a fuck'?This was Lee, a mainland Chinese student, a loner I had befriended and someone who never thought of simple western ideals, like knocking before entering, never been. Cindy had a little down phase after that, but got back on track fast. Life was really great and despite regular visits from the youth welfare office, we could do whatever we wanted. Except one time, when there was an examination at school. The school doctor took a look at every c***d to see if they are developed according to their age. For this, they had to get naked. Cindy had struggle to hide her broken asshole from the doctor. But she was clever girl and managed it. At all other. My arms caught none of my weight and I come in at about 275. I was able to get up. I had someone check my spine and make sure everything was aligned and nothing was mushy. I checked my skull to make sure the plates were not overlapped and nothing was mushy. I had someone look to see if I needed stitches. Nope just a bleeding bruise. I have like a three inch scab along the top of my head. I stayed awake for two hours to make sure of no concussion then took a Naproxen to make sure I wouldn’t.