Well, since my bowels were empty the only thing moving as she made those circles was my cock. It was whirling around under the towel as she her hands ...ubbed in circles. It began to stand up again and peeking through my partially closed eyes I looked to see if she noticed my reaction. Instead of looking at it she was looking at the wall straight in front of her and had her eyes closed. I guess she was meditating. I was really disappointed now.She moved down the bed towards my feet and said she. Jenkins proceeded to tell the court what a good man the defendant was. After all, he was her son so who would expect any less. She told a tale of a young boy who got mixed up with the wrong crowd at a young age. But according to Ms. Jenkins he had turned his life around and was leading a decent life. All in all, the testimony was what you would expect a mother to say about her son.After Ms. Jenkins stepped down the attorney called out my name. I got up and started up the isle with the attorney. Din me kch ho koi bacha bhe lega ake. Raat ke andhere me to koi dek bhi nhi payega”who dheere se pas ake boliMe bhi uske pas ake bola “tujhe aisa kyu lagta hai din me jo dekhaga who bacheya ake tujhe?”Who apne muh me hath rake boli “haai ..gangrape ho jaega phr to. Me to nhi le paungi itno ka “Mujhe samaj a rha tha ki Kavya khulke baat krna chahti hai mujhse “kyu nhi le payegi… 3 to le legi kam se kam”“arrey ek ek kar ke lene me aur ek sath me fark hota hai. Itni b masst nahi lagti me jo tumhe. If I'd had a longer skirt on it would have risen up. As it was my bare backside was on the wooden chair. I let my left hand drop onto my leg whenever it wasn't needed on the keyboard. Every so often I'd reach down and pull one of my rings or flick my clit.The first time I did it Peter did a double take. The second time his head moved down towards me a bit.After I finished the exercise there was a gap while some of the slower students caught up. I used that time to 'toy' with my clit and rings..