The otherday she grabbed him in a lonely place and warned, if he did not talk to her, he was going to regret it and pay dearly.In home Pia was receivi...g some anonymous calls in their home phone. But the person did not speak, instead cuts the connection off ,when she says’hello’! She had a gut feeling that the caller was a woman.he wonders, who that could be? She knew all her husband’s female friends.Anju di, Deepa di,Muna apu. Among them, Deepa di is very close to her as well. What’s the reason. To dosto ab story pe aate hai.Ye story hai meri Mallu mummy Leela aur mere teacher Rathore sir ke beech hui chudai ki.Jaisa aap log jaante hi hai ki main college mein hu aur BCA kar raha hu. Main maths mein thoda kamjor tha. To exams hue aur main maths mein fail ho gaya. To management ne mummy ko call kiya aur college bulaya.Meri Mallu mummy Leela college aayi aur reception pe bat ki. Unhe hamare maths teacher Rathore sir ke cabin mein jaane ke liye bola gaya.Mummy sir ke cabin mein. "Hey!" I said.Connie had been holding the front of my briefs out so my cock could expand to its natural size and shape without constraint, and as I pulled away, the elastic pressed against it just below the tip, plastering it back against my body.Connie giggled, and in the moonlight I could make out a mischievous expression."What were you doing that for?" I asked crossly."Oh," she said, her face falling. "Was that bad of me?" Well, yes, it was! You don't play with a person's body without. She didn’t even think of looking away from him now…he was making love to her with those eyes. ‘You are so lovely’ He said. ‘You are….god… you are so sexy…you are like a doll…like a little doll…’ His hand was all over her ass beneath the almost scandalously elevated skirt, cupping it together in his wide grasp. She wrapped her ankles around his sturdy thighs, and he slid her gushing pussy over his crotch, down the length of his clothed shaft, the thickness of it parting her lips, the head.