Thodi der baad maine bola ki ab mujhe ghar jaana hai to uncle ne bola theek hai wo mujhe chhod denge. Hum dono taiyyar ho rhe they ki maine puchha aap...e shaadi nhi ki kabhi, uncle ne bataya unki biwi shaadi ke baad hi bhaag gyi aur bachhe unke hain nhi to wo akele hi hain kab se. Aur unhe dobara shaadi krne ka kabhi mann hi nhi kiya.. Sex ka mann hota hai to randi chod dete hai, unhone ne hass ke kaha ab wo sirf mujhe chodenge, maine bhi muskura diya.Maine phir kahan “Uncle mujhe aapka saath. They made me smile as I spread legs and opened cunt lips with fingers. Then few pics as I held Ashok sir’s cock and rubbed on lips.“Sharmi, you come to my office at 4 PM” Ashok said as I was putting on dress. I asked him why they had taken pics.“Don’t worry. This is our insurance policy that you don’t inform anyone else. I have taken Polaroid pics. No negatives. I will seal in an envelope in front of you. When you leave college I will give you. We never had any problem with any student. All. The whole combination has had this effect.’ He pointed at his tented underpants. ‘Thank-you for the compliment,’ grinned Emma. ‘I’d like to help you deal with it this time, if I may?’ ‘That would be great,’ said Simon. ‘How do you, um, like it best?’ said Emma. She bit the side of her lip uncertainly. ‘Shall I use my hand?’ Simon nodded, and eased down the waistband of his boxers, letting his rigid shaft twang forth from its sticky white pool of pre-ejaculate with a shudder, tangled strands of. "Oh, that's a shame, I think it's going to stop raining." she says. She was right, the hot sun breaks free from behind the clouds, and quickly heats the wet ground. We watch fascinated as the steam whispers upwards from the tarmac road, moving in little billowing clouds like ghostly partners in some imaginary line dance. A humid stillness takes over, replacing the powerful drama with a frightening silence. As if someone has pressed a button on the remote control, and changed the channel..