The only class I was concerned with was a stupid history class because the grad staff Prof. liked to assign papers to be turned in on Monday. Trish sa...d she knew the Prof. and went up to the library office and called him. I listened to her explaining what she needed to know and why. Trish was sweet-talking the guy about how mean he was to assign so much for the weekends. She finally hung up with a smile. “Not only is there no paper for Monday, but no assignment at all. How’s that for working a. Par sahab ne bhethe bhethe unke ek boob ko pakada aur jor se masla tho masi ke nipple se doodh ki pickari seedha unke muh mein giri…Unko aaya gussa woh bole sali randi bhout doodh bhara hai in mein aaj issi dudh ki chai peeyenge sab chal be madarch…Dudh nikal apni mousi ka ek bada sa upper jakar patila la dudh ki chai peena hai…Mein masi ke ghar upper ja kar patila laya..Rekha masi ko neeche jhukai jisse unke boobs latke hue the aur mujhe bola ki masi ki nipples ko nichod nichod kar patila bhar. She has 2 daughters & 1 Son .Her son some time ask me to help him in solving his math problems so I used to go no of times to her home when ever I get time I see her boos while she bend or when cleaning the floor even some time touch her from back but she never responded. but one day I was at their home with her son in the oom aunty was cooking food just after finishing food she gone for bath & cameo ut of shower after 10 minute just she came back from bathroom she gone to herbedroom and I was. "Inside," he growled but gentled that sound with a wink. "Get naked and stretch out on my bed." Her eyes widened when he made the request but she nodded quickly."Is it okay if I put my Caf-Pow away first?" Abby's voice had turned soft and tentative now and that gave Gibbs a huge charge."Go for it but be quick." He watched as she skipped into the kitchen, her hair down her back. She was an intriguing blend of sensual woman and innocence, of intelligence and irreverence. He was so damned drawn to.