Me roj unke pass tuition ke liye jaya karte tha. Waise unke pass or bhi students aate the per mera time sham ko 7 se 8 bje tak ka tha.Ab me roj mam se...mila karte tha. School me bhi fir sham ko mam ke ghr par bhi. Mam roj ghr par mast tight kapde pehan kar rakhti thi. Aur har suit me wo ek alag hi atom bomb lagti thi. Aur use dekh kar mere aksar mood kharab ho jata tha. Kabhi kabhi me ghar aa kar mam ke naam ki muth (masturbate) bhi karta.Wo aksar bed per beith jati aur hum chair par baith kar. “Easy for you to say.”Emma pushed herself up onto her elbows. “No, seriously. I mean screw them.”Kellen’s chin dropped to his chest, plastering a limp gaze on her. “You want me to screw the Directors?”“Will the head of marketing be there? The one with the huge boobs? What’s her name... Inga?”“Ilsa. Yeah,” he said, nodding. Emma had met the Marketing Executive at their last Christmas party. After, she had expressed her admiration for the striking, silvery-blonde vixen’s Valkyrie-sized breasts,. The first time she had kissed me, and her lips were wet, soft and wonderful to feel, and taste. She tasted sweet, and I wanted more but I knew I would have to wait.As we cooked, and then sat down to eat, Amanda told me a little about herself, and how her and Julia were best friends and her boyfriend had hurt her by breaking up with her. We talked for hours, and it was gone eleven o'clock when I noticed the time and excused myself to go to bed."Well, I'm off to bed" I told them."Want some. Why? Why had they had never gotten along? Almost from the first time they met, their bickering had started and every time they were together they picked up where they had left off.And that wasn't the worst of it. The worst of it was that she felt so turned on when around him, and she knew he was always checking her out. She was used to that. Chase always told her she was curvalicious, and she knew she had the goods—long, thick dirty blonde hair, boobs, butt, and legs—that turned guys' heads..