Door kholtehi mere lund ke upar ka towel hat gaya aur mera khada lund kachare wali ke saamne tha. Mera khada lund dekhakar kachare wali muskurai aur j...ne lagi(muze green signal mil gaya tha)to mene turant use pichese pakad liya aur lund uski gand ko ragada to wo josh me aa gai to mene use andar chalne ko kaha to wo aa gai.Andar aate hi use pata chal gaya ki mene use jaan buz kar mera lund dikhaya tha. Hum dono bedroom me gaye aur vaha mene uske kapade nikalne shuru kiye to pata chala usne bra &. Rhonda then quickly produced a camera! I saw the flash and heard theclick as she took the picture. "Don't worry honey," she said to Tom whohesitated for just a moment at the flash from the camera. "Nobody willknow it's you. I just wanted a nice clear picture of little Timmy,laying on his back all dolled up like a princess on her honeymoon withhis pretty legs spread wide and a big dick in him!" She giggled as shethen took several more pictures before she finally took the camera away.Tom began. She glanced briefly in that direction and made a mental note to clean it tomorrow. She wrinkled her nose as her own body odor assaulted her nostrils. She desperately needed a shower and her short, black hair was plastered to her head from perspiration. She would wash that as well. She knew she looked positively disheveled. Before taking care of hygienic issues, however, she made her way to her computer, switched it on and waited for it to boot up. Once on her computer’s desktop, she opened her. She approached him with the look of a dog that had just made a mess on the carpet, and was very, very, sorry. What was her name again? Oh, yes. ‘Miss Hall, thank you for staying after. I really appreciate it. I hope that means you are willing to put in some effort to bring your understanding up to a higher level.’ She looked up at him, like she was still looking for the rolled up newspaper. ‘Well, sir, you asked me to stay. And I know I didn’t do so well. I just, don’t like math. It’s not.