Fir main kafi der tak usse copy mangi, par usne mujhe apni copy nhi deti. Main ab gusse me boli.Main – Yaar de naa please.Sanju – Kya hai tujhe Pa...al ?Main – Tu apni copy mujhe deta kyo nhi, tujhe pata bhi hai mujhe home work karwane ka moka sirf kismat walo ko milta hai. Aur tu hai ki na jane konse khayalo me khoya hua hai.Sanju – Tu kabhi apne mummy dadi se door hui hai ye bta ?Uski ye baat me uska dard saaf saaf dikh rha tha. Uski ye baat sun kar mere andar kuch bolne ki himmat si nhi hui.. "Now I'm going to take all my clothes off and I want you to do the same thing. You pick out whichever pair of those panties you want to put on, the other pair of pantyhose and one of my bras. But be careful with those pantyhose because those are the ones I'm going to wear to the banquet tonight. Just don't get any runs in them." She was saying all those things as casually as if it were her best girlfriend there with her rather than a 15 year old boy that she had just metAs she removed the. "Hello Jill. I missed you at confession." I'm so sorry Father, I thought I was suppose to meet you here for my confession."Father Leary smiled at the young girl. "That is probably best Jill. Wait here while I prepare." Father, please let me help you get ready. As part of my penance I should help prepare you for it."What a wonderful little slut she is. Father Leary thought to himself as out loud he said. "Fine, young lady. Come with me." He said as he locked the outer office door, before leading. In the far wall mirror, I could see a beautiful women goingdown on me, only me was also a really hot woman. I was almost as arousedthese days at seeing my own reflection as I was seeing Claire, so thecombination nearly blew my mind. Teenage me was way off on his fantasymaterial. Claire moved faster now, one hand guiding my dick and her freehand starting to probe my own hole. She stole a bit of my scented hotoil for lube with that hand, then started working more and more fingersinside, never.