Once connected, I saw many familiar faces around the tables in the large conference room. Present were the presidents and some deans from each college...or university that provided me with a degree.On top were diplomas for Bachelor’s degrees in Liberal Arts from each university. Below that, I found two that were a Bachelor of Science in Biology, even though I didn’t know why. Then I had a Master of Science in Liberal Arts in the area of foreign languages from the first and second schools I. Mein-shuruat rape se thi pr tumne baad m to pure mje liye.Tange puri faila k pure mje liye chudai k.Wo-muskura kr..Shuru m mujhe tum pr bahut gussa aya tumhe maar dena chahti thi.Pr my god tumne lgbhag adha ghanta choda mujhe.M kya koi b aurat fida ho jayegi.Ghar ja ke bhi m nfrat m thi.Pr jb tumhari bdantod chudai yaad aayi to kdam khud b khud tumhare paas le aye fir se. .M uske bobe chusne lga.Wo mere balon m ungaliyan fansa k uchakne lgi.M ne uski kmr pkdi or chudai m uski mdad krne lga.. She drank at the parties or the special occasions, mostly when Larry was on her side and at home she never took more than a shot of Scotch or the Rum before dinner to relax her for the evening. She had never walked into a bar alone nor ever drank alone. She rather kept the stock at home, just in case. After Larry left her, almost every single evening, she had gone in some bar alone, had all she could drink and rarely left the bar alone and the only question she ever faced was to go to her place. I asked her if she shaved her cunt for her boyfriend? She mumbled something. I swatted her wet pussy, again she grunted. She stuck her ass in the air, like she wanted me to slap her there again. I sked her the same question, I said, “You little slut, you like that don’t you?” I slapped repeatedly, she in anticipation would try to meet my slaps and she mostly succeeded. My cock was rock hard watching this little, young vixen. She started to really submit she stopped moving and stuck her ass high.