Upon entering their quaint little home senna called out "Korra! Korra we're home, where has she gone to!" I smiled and replied to her calls "she's out...the back fire bending" I said as her mother looked strangely at me "How do you know that?" she asked inquisitively "I can sense where an Avatar is, what he or she is feeling and whether he or she is hurt, dying, in danger, things like that but only if they are within 4 miles in distance to me" I replied in a confident and cocky manner as I smiled. Movie m jaise hi romantic scene aaya mene dhire se uska hath pakda or sahlane laga. Jab usne kuch nahi kaha to mene apna hath uske boobs par rakh diya kya feeling thi yr mast mote mote boobs the uske . mene dhire dhire boobs press karna start kr diya. Jisse vo garam hone lagi or siskariya lene lagi ummmm hhhhh. Mene apna hath uski t-shirt me dal kr uske boobs daba raha tha.Fir mene apne honth uske kapte hue hontho pe rakh diye kya raseele honth the uske. Mene uska hath pakad kr apne land pe. As he pointed I sat up straight, my back now almost touching Madhavan Sirs body. He did not notice the movement, though I felt an electric shock as my back brushed against his flat, hard belly. I could feel my pulse quicken though I couldn’t explain to myself why this was happening. Madhavan Sir, meanwhile, continued talking, pointing out the correct sequence of steps. He slowed down his speech as he realised that I wasn’t listening. He came around and sat in front of me, in his usual position. I began to stroke her stockinged thigh, gently prying her legs open. My hand slid under her skirt and once again my fingers explored that silky crevice where her plump thighs met her body. Her nylons were soft and silky to my touch.When my fingers began to slide across the slinky satin panel at the front of her panties she gasped into my mouth.“Please don’t,” she whimpered around my tongue.Her fingers closed tighter around my cock and I figured her ruse was to get me off quickly before I.