Amer claas 9 theke maa er shorirer poti akristo hoi karon amer mohila der shorirer proti akorshon. Kintu ghotonata suru hoi jhokon amar boyes 15 o ami...class 10er porikhar jonno toire hochhi. Tokhon ekhane khub gorom poreche . Maa emnitei shari pore kintu rate sobar somoy nighty pore gumoy o bhetore kono undergarment porena. Maa er sharirer size ektu mota prokitier dhud duiti boro boro pachha tao khub boro kintu komor ta soru,tghai gulo mota mota, asole ekjon majboysi tipical bagali mohilar moto. After 10 minutes I heard the latch sound of her bedroom door! I quickly looked in that direction. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. She had tailor made the gift with all the small things that I had told I liked in a woman. Her pony hairstyle, her big round sindoor on the forehead, the exact red what I thought she would wear, the backless sleeveless blouse was all perfect!!! She did more than her best to look like my imaginary dream girl…now my dream girl was right in front if me…She came &. As I climbed into my bed, the cool sheets felt good against my skin. Picking up my book I began the next chapter, quickly the main character was being seduced by the gardener, the erotic writing quickly brought back the recent memories I had from my bath, quickly I could feel my body begin to respond to the erotic picture being created in my mind. As I read I felt my hand, which had been resting on my thigh, begin to stroke my leg, my finger nails gently scratching my increasingly sensitive. But eventually, the day came.Juan Escobedo was going to the Naval Academy. He had graduated high school. He had good grades. He was an athlete, playing offensive tackle for the football team. He had even planned to walk on the Navy’s football team. However, there was something bigger than football that he cared about and loved.~~~“You ready, soldier?” Derek said.“You're dropping me off at the airport?” Juan questioned."Yeah. Your aunt has to work." Can I at least say bye to her?" Juan said."Go.