As she studied her face, the light from a nearby street lamp reflected in her black eyes making them sparkle with an almost childlike quality that Kar...n understood was an uncontrollable prevalent part of Elisabeth's charm no matter how concerned or upset she became."You can handle it." Karen assured her.Elisabeth's face tensed and her heartbeat began to race as she turned the doorknob and entered the house.Karen stood at the open doorway as Elisabeth tentatively called out. "Richard! I'm home!". So hamne ek ped ka kinara dekhkar waha he rukne ka faisla ki jo ki road se karib 500-600 meter ki doori par or road se thodi height par tha. Dopahar ka waqt hone ki wajha se road par to kaafi sannata tha he but hame ye darr b nahi tha k hum log jaha h waha hame koi dekh b sakta hai ya koi waha tak pahoch b sakta haiYu he baithe baithe hum dono ek dusre se baate kar rahe the k achanak dikshu ye kaha jaan bahot garmi ho rahi or usne apni chunni utar di.. uski kameez itni tight thi ki uske boobs. My graduation gown was the closest thing to a skirt or dress I wore since I outgrew your clothes. That is why I had picked that first time to tell you abut my inner feelings. Neither of us could of expected that the series of books you bought the subject on aids and such would drive me to the brink of suicide. That I would say anything to have the friendship we once had between us back.At this point I tried to be the man you wanted me to be while I started collage. That didn't last long before. So coming on tothe story, it’s about a mom of my student and me. Now let me describe My sextutor first, her name is Sharda, She was born n brought up in small city (town)even she was n in a town, she was very moderate and hungry for sex and sex it’sa true experience of my lifeChalo apka time waste naa karkeseedhe stori par aate hai,ye sab kuchh aaj se 6 saal pehle huaa jab maine apnagraduation complete karke competition exams ki prepration ke liye Agra me ekcoaching class join kar lee, during.