School khatam ke baad hum dono bus me baith gye. Bus me Sanju mujhe meri problem ke bare me baar baar puch rha tha. Par main uski baat ko baar baar ta...l rhi thi. Fir main ghar aa gyi, mujhe bahot dar lag rha tha.Kyoki mummy agar puchegi ki toh kya kehungi. Kya kehun ki meri choot par chhot lag gyi hai. Par isse pehle main unhe kuch btatti, unhone meri skrit par khoon ke daag dekh liye. Fir uske baad mummy ne mere uper sawalo ki barish shuru kar di.Mummy – Ye kya hai Payal khoon nikal tera. Tune. And as she herded her sheep to the neighbour’s house, I am sure that I saw an extra wiggle in those hips.I kept handing out treats for the rest of the evening, and that night, as I climbed into bed beside my already-snoring wife, it was Little Bo Peep that I thought of.The next morning, as usual, there we were in the Kindergarten yard. Tired parents and overtired kids. Several of us, including myself and Little Bo Peep - who was now wearing skintight jeans and a sweatshirt - were holding cups. He’s a good guy, a fun guy. He makes me laugh,” she said.I nodded. “Well, okay. Any chance of me getting to meet mister good guy?” I said. I was smiling, trying to be disarming. She sighed.“I guess, one of these days,” she said.We talked for some time. It occurred to me that she wanted to talk, but at the same time was holding back to some degree fearing, I supposed, that I might be judging her. I wasn’t, but that didn’t alter the fact that she thought I might be.I’d gotten up to get us. Asked her to squeeze them with her fingers. She started to moan making all kind of noises.In between, she asked me to remove my pants and stroke my cock. My cock was hard and was standing completely erect. She said she will give me blow job if I could get her to spend a night with me. She then told me what she was doing to her. She was fingering herself with two fingers inside her, and I was stroking myself hard. Within minutes I came, even more than last time. We then chatted for while before.