After mom stopped hitting my dad over the head with her purse, she stormed out at went straight to the lawyers office. Now I don't know if mom was try...ng to get back at dad or she had been hiding the slut inside her all those years but over night mom changed in this partying nympho.She didn't was time hooking up with guys to go to the bars. Sometimes bringing them home. I lay in bed a lot of nights listening to her fuck like a wild woman. This only lasted about two months then she settled down. Mme. Babbette refreshed our memories with a demonstration of useful strokes. She then handed the men's models to the girls and v. versa. Mme. Babbette was very particular about how we showed what we had learned. She cajoled the boys to be very delicate and made especially certain that we girls touched all the right spots. Initially we were very hesitant and embarrassed but Mme. Babbette can be quite forceful and we soon were very interested in demonstrating our ability. Not doing so merited. Maine apna jeebh baar-2 uske munh men bhejkar uske jeebh ko pakad ke choos rha tha.Wo andar chatpata to rhi thi lekin maine upar se poori tarah charha hua tha.Maine dusre haath se uske haath ko chhoda aur peeche le jakar uske gaand ko masalne laga.Ekdam mulayam gaand tha uska.Maine ek anguli uska gaand ki deewaaron men upar neeche krne laga.Ab woh jyada virodh krne lgi thi tabhi maine apna haath uske salwaar ke andar daal diya aur uske chut tak pahuncha diya aur uske chut ko sehlane laga.Uski. Going down the back stairs, they become less faint, and easier to distinguish. Yes, they are cracks, pops, and bangs. At the bottom of the stairs, and through the basement door, they are now easy to discern. Along with them can be heard some well muffled shouts – or are they cries and screams? Near the heavy steel door by the cinder block furnace room, a high pitched whistle is added to the sounds. At the steel door, it is apparent to anyone with a brain what is happening on the other side..