"He is dying to fuck me, but I've just enjoyed teasing him, so far. I love getting him so turned on. I think one night he may just take me and **** me...or make me fuck him." She smiled devilishly trying to push me to the edge. "He just doesn't know how ripe I am for fucking! Does he"? She said.I was paralyzed! I couldn't say a word. I just listened as I looked down at her laying back against the sofa arm, her legs spread and teasing me to taste her pussy that someone else had made dripping wet.. I rushed with her to my executive chair and laid her on it. Kneeling in front of her, my arms crossed over her tights and my chin over my hands, I caressed her while watching her every move, while she gasped, recovering from the struggling, from her orgasm and, maybe, from all the shame that she must have felt. If I thought well, she actually fought not to be fucked at that place. I could have messed up badly."Are you ok?" I asked, almost a whisper. She took a deep breath and finally opened her. “I’m more scandalized that you managed to pack a lunch on your own than by your lack of formal attire. Let me guess: peanut butter and jelly?” She turned on the large, old, noisy oscillating fan in the corner. This should give us at least a tiny bit of security based on what Mom said.Her best friend turned to scowl in the middle of pulling a chair over to the side of the president’s desk. “C’mon, A, you gotta gimme a little credit here.”The student council president carried her lunch bag over. Wo neelam k gahr pahuch gai. Konika ne apne gharwalo ko phone kar k keh diya ki Ambar ne use neelam k ghar drop kar diya he. Neelam ne use saari baat Parents ko batane ko kaha. per badnaami k dar se konika ne kisi ko kuch nai bataya. Agle din Konika ne mere paas(Priya) aa k ssaari baat batayi. Konika ko pata tha ki sirf me he uski koi madad kar sakti hu. Mene konika ko assure kiya ki uski ls haalat ka badla me jarur loongi. Mene ek tarkeeb sochi. Agle din me aur neelam (Figure 36 , 28, 34) us.