He sat down on the toilet and pulled me towards him. Taking my prick into his mouth, he held my arse cheeks with both hands and pulled me further into...his throat. He kept up a slow motion for a few minutes then releasing my arse, he fumbled with my belt and flies until they were open, then pulled my trousers and pants down until they were around my ankles. Now he had total access to my balls and arse and took my balls in one hand and slowly tickled my arse and scrotum with the other.I didn’t. Hailey, our English teacher, turned around from the whiteboard she was writing on. "Mr. Ford, is there a problem?"She was staring at me and I shook my head."Good ... Now, the difference between a simile and a metaphor is..."Blah blah blah ... I shoulda known better than to tell my friends about that blue chick I'd met Tuesday night. They hadn't believed any of it, of course, and now they wouldn't let it go. They were still virgins though, so what could you expect? I wasn't and even if nobody. Sabse phela ki daar kar utha aur dusra jisne thapad maara woh Sonia aunty thi.Mujhe toh laga ki jaise heartattack aagaya ho. Jaise hi mujhe hosh aaya main uth kar bedroom ke dusre kone ki taraf bhaga aur humare gire hue kapdo se apna lund chupane laga. Sonia aunty bohut gusse mein mujhe yeh sab karta hua dekh rahi thi.Woh mere pass aai aur mujhe baalo se pakad kar dusre kamre mein legayi. Aur firse thapad maarke puche ki yeh sab kya hai. Toh maine sir jhuka diya aur kuch na keh saka. Fir se. We kissed deeply for quite some time before I just had to see her face, breaking our kiss as I gently took her by the shoulders. I scanned my wife's beautiful makeup smeared face hoping to see some understanding that everything was going to be okay. But as I looked lovingly into her eyes, I only saw confusion and pain, and I hugged her tightly again knowing there was nothing left to do but push forward from here. I gave her one last squeeze, stepped back and took her shoulders a little more.