’ ‘Well, I half-jokingly told her that if I found her the right guy, I’d demonstrate to her just how I give a great blowjob.’ ‘Tell him all ...f it, Betty.’ ‘And I’d demonstrate it on the guy I’d found for her.’ I sat there rather stunned and not just a little aroused at the prospect. ‘Looks like you’ve got yourself a blowjob, Ron. And I get to watch,’ said Karen. ‘This should be fun. And lots more for you, Ron. Betty tells me she’s the best.’ ‘Looks like I’ve walked into the best day of my life,. Ek din mauka aa gaya unke gar pe koi nai tha uncle dukan par the or unke bache school gae hue the to mai gaya unke gar to wo naha kar balo ko sukha kar balo mai oil laga ne ki taiyari kar rahe the. To mai gaya maine kaha kaise ho hal chal puha maine kaha aunty mai tel lagadu sar par to unhone kaha tu kaise lagaega maine kaha ek bar lagane to do fir roz muje yad karoge tel lagane k liye to unhone kaha thik he dekhte he tu kaise laga ta he tel to maine unhe jamin par bitha diya or mai bed par. " Miss Porter was my history teacher and, although I was glad the school day was finally over, I was devastated to have stop staring at her amazing assets. Her long blonde hair ran over her shoulders and sat softly on her handfull-sized breasts, which her low cut blouse showed were obviously eager to escape from the tightly-fitted bra enclosing them. Her hazel eyes sparkled from behind the thin glass of her round specs, which sat on her slightly crooked but very cute nose. Her thin lips were. Colleen was still sleeping soundly. I didn't bother making my bed. I dressed and left. I needed coffee and a decent breakfast to get me moving.Sundays were short days, 12:00 to 5:00 PM, so I knew I would be done by 6:00 PM. I really didn't want to face Colleen when I went home because I wasn't convinced of how I wanted to handle what had happened. I didn't understand it at all and, although I thought I had a good idea, I didn't want to move in the wrong direction and make things worse. I had to.