. He was some 45 years old at that time.Ye story bilkul ek sachhi ghatna hai. Ye story uss waqt ki hai jab main 18 saal ka tha. Mere pados me ek musli... english teacher rehte the. Main jab bhi bahar ghumne nikalta, wo mujhko dekhte rehte the. Ek din unke ghar me koi nahi tha. Garmi ke din the. Afternoon me unhone mujhe apne ghar me bulaaya. Main bhi unko like karne laga tha. Main unke ghar me chala gaya. Main aapko bata du, main bahut hi cute hu.Unhone mujhse idhar udhar ki baate karni shuru kar. He was a down to earth materialist to his finger tips and as un-superstitious as they come, but this place really got to him.The dear wife came running back to them as they spoke and the ever obedient Fred leant his well belaboured ear to be near her darkly moustachioed mouth as it spoke out its latest enthusiasm."Oh! Fred!!! There's this adorable great hall with a parquet floor! Just think about the grand balls that must have been held there in times past! I just want to see that floor shining. 30 baje phir maine mummy ke chut pe hath rakha aur ghumane laga mummy ke taraf se koi response nahi araha tha maine himmat karke phir se stomach pe hath raka to bhi koi response nahi araha tha mere himmat bad rahe the maine gown ko uphar kiya aur kiss karne laga to mummy uth gaye mai dar gaya aur wise he Mummy uth gaye dekhe aur dathne lagi maine sorry kaha phir bhi mummy chup nahi ho rahe the mai rone laga to mummy bole bahar joa to mai bahar gaya mai dar gaya tha phir mummy aye aur puchne. The librarian began to moan loudly, squeaking then yelping. Nearly a bark. Then her hands twisted in my hair, and she pushed her ass into my face. Harder. Again. Again. Slamming my face as if it was a pussy. My cock responded with its first major twitch. I was in the danger zone as the super-hot librarian fucked my mouth with her ass. Christ. Now she was orgasming on my face? With her ass? I wasn’t even touching her pussy and she was blasting off. The rocket’s red glare? Learning curve.