I was so stupid. She pushed the memories away. Then she heard that Daniel — sweet guy, Jewish, chased her around Princeton but never caught her — ...ad answered the class plea for volunteers. She smacked her lips in the mirror. The shading was understated, but noticeable. She drew in the faintest hint of eyeliner — nice. Before she called Daniel she read his entries in past reunion books. The pages practically bled with his litany of jobs and layoffs, his marriage and fatherhood and . . . that’s. .come thereI pinged her in the telegram.Me: you there ..?Pavi: Yes very much ..can I ask you something.Me: Yes go ahead.Pavi: I don’t know much about you ..are you trust worthy ..can I trust you?Me: Yes I am you can blindly.Pavi: Thanks ..will you replace the banana..?Me: banana means ..you want me to fuck you .Pavi: If you really want to replace I will be. Before that, we should get close .Me: I will.Pavi: I have not fucked from last two months …I really need a lot of fucks ..I am tired of. She would come home from dates, or just going out to screw, and make sure that I got my balls emptied as well. It was always a favorite of hers to put me on my back, straddle my waist, and rub her seed–dripping pussy along my shaft until I squirted on my tummy. She would scoop some up with her fingers and rub herself off while I played with her nicely growing titties.She settled down after Ma died and had two main guys that pumped her pussy. The one that was humping her right now was an older. Kher mein aap logon kaa zyada waqt nahi waste karoonga mein aapko meri maa ki chudai hamare naye pita se kaise hui woh bata deta huWaise to mien 4 standard mein padhta tha mere pitaji jo ki ek daru pine wale aadmi the jo kuch bhi kaam nahi karte the meri maa unse bahut tang aati thi kyunki jabb bhi woh daru pikar ghar mein aate the to meri maa ko marte the hamare kamai kaa zaariya sirf meri maa hi thi jo kuch gharo mein jaake bartan mazti thi use hamare ghar chaltha tha.ek din aisi khabar aaye.