The idiosyncratic indulgence of keeping her diary with quill and ink required a concentration of thought unattainable with a soulless keyboard or ster...le ball point pen. She turned to a page half-adorned in lines of narrow, precise cursive and inked the quill:“The girl is again resting. Each moment with her is like dancing on the edge of a sunburst lighting the dawn. She has taken me beyond infatuation to irrational desire. It has been so long that I had forgotten how wonderful bottomless. ..” “Oh! Hi Pippa, sorry I was miles away.” Sophie and Pippa were the only two in the staff room, both having a free period. “Can I come round to play after school today?” Pippa said in a childish voice. “Of course you can.” Sophie responded; then as an afterthought, and much to Pippa’s delight, added “If you promise to behave yourself,” in her best school ma’am voice. Breaking from this character Sophie related the conversation she had with her mother and explained her dilemma; her. Main bhi unke ek call per dauda chala jaata. Is tarha se mera bohut aacha impression ban gaya tha. Main unko aunty keh kar bulata aur hamesha unko apne maa ki tarha treat karta tha. Ek din meri friend ne kaha, “Mummy ko thoda ghuma laao. Woh ghar par baithe itne dino se bor ho rahi hai.” Maine unko bike par baitha ke pass wale mall le ke gaya. Ghumte ghumte unhone pucha, “Beta tum kaha rehete ho?” Maine jawab diya, “Aunty pass hi reheta hoon. Aap chaloge mera ghar dekhane?” Unhone kaha, “Kyun. Moving his hand to the back of my head, he shot his hot thick load into my mouth. I think he figured it was over but, I kept sucking. He was young enough that he was twitching back to life in no time. Shortly I felt his cock spasm again for second time. After sucking for a couple of more minutes, I got up and left the room all with neither of us speaking a word to each other. I wasn’t ready to leave yet so I went down stairs to the steam room. There was no one in there when I went in and sat.