"The man walked up to the chalkboard, where he picked up the wooden yard stick. The thing had to be a hundred years old, with rust forming at the meta... ends and splinters hanging off of the surface on all sides. "I will show you all just how long your insides are!"The man began to shove the yard stick into my virgin asshole. The feeling was nothing new to me, as I often fondled myself to the thought of Evan Cranshaw. One inch went in, then two inches, then three, four, five, six, all the way up. Whenever she felt a moistness between her legs, she reached out for them.But what triggered her was a message from her college best friend, Ansiba. They were close buddies who lost touch except for the WhatsApp messages once in a while.Ansiba’s message was just another belated birthday greetings. But that’s not what got her attention and made her grin. It was the photo of their ‘Bucket-List’ that they made 13 years back.It wasn’t a normal Bucket-List. It was something of a list of activities,. I have bent down and kissed his lips and slept like that keeping my head on his chest. I can feel Mohan’s cock coming out of my assole and I closed my eyes.When I woke up I was sleeping on my stomach. Mohan was sitting on a chair near the bed all naked. He came near the bed and I can see his semi-erect cock. I took his cock in my hand and started stroking it. Mohan was feeling good and his cock started to grow. I lifted my head and took and cock inside my mouth. His cock became fully erected as. I was very excited thinking to take my dream girl with me alone to a movie theatre.At 2 pm she knocked at my door, I opened and saw her, she was looking a bomb, she was in yellow salwaar kameez,the fitting was a bit tight around her boobs which I thought was not the fault of the tailor as she had the massive size to accommodate in any bra under any kameez.She had taken a bath and smelling very fresh with fragrances, I was so happy that she was looking at her best today and that too on a movie.