Emerson was rubbing my back. “What do you think,” he asked. “It’s nice,” I said, not knowing what else to say and then blurted out: “Yo...r hand feels nice on my back Mr. Emerson.” and he rubbed up and down my spine. My legs were getting weak and I moved into him. “Are you okay?” he asked and I could only nod and hope he wouldn’t stop rubbing me. “I need a good grade,” I finally murmured. Mr. Emerson said: “I know” and now his hand was on my bare leg, more rubbing. I parted my legs…I was. Enathu nanbargal padathai paarpathil mumaramaaga irunthathil enagalai parka villai naangal ingu thadavikondu irunthom. Pinbu avalathu kaiyai enathu pantirkul vitu enathu sunniyai pidithaal.Enathu vaazhipazham jattiyil maatikondu irunthathu athai veliyil eduthal enathu nanbargal paathaal engalin thodarbu therinthupoividum.Naan veliyil eduka pogiraal endru bayanthen aanal aval enathu zipai kayati sunniyai veliyil eduthaal enathu kaiyil popcorn irunthathu athai vaithu enathu sunniyai. Spring break was finally here, and the girls shrieked and laughed as the bus swerved in its hurry to reach the beach for the week of fun.“Hey, watch those curves!” shouted Brittany over her shoulder, almost toppling over the seat she was kneeling backwards on.“Watch your own!” shot back Samantha at the wheel as she glanced through the rearview mirror at Brittany’s tight-clad shorts and voluptuously filled t-shirt. “You’re jailbait, girl!”The sorority sisters giggled with glee. “Bring on the. The mai sadi pehen kar gayi thi lekin blouse ki niche bra nahi thi.Wo mujhe dekh kar bola ji kahiye maine kaha ek cut sleev deep blouse silwana hai. Ushka maan naushad tha or 35-40ke aap pass ka hoga bola ji aaye or ushne shope ke under hi ek or chenging room type ka sa bana rakha tha or inch tape lekar mera naap lene laga or meri kamar ko touch karne laga ushka haath lagte hi meri chut ghili hone lagi fir ushne inch tape niche chod diya or jaise hi ushe uthaya to meri jangeh sehladiya mai.