I had a couple make-out sessions, but I didn't go beyond second base. Frankly, I didn't care about being a doubles machine. I wanted to be a homerun h...tter... Third year was still 2004. We used MSN Messenger and we never really gave much thought to texting on our cell phones. In some of our classes we would add classmates to MSN in-case we all needed to talk about schoolwork online. It was also a means to flirtation, and it allowed people to cut through the bullshit if they wanted to get some. ”He replies: “My testicles are black.”“Sir, the doctor should be here fairly soon but we are backlogged due to the flu.”“My testicles are black.”‘Sir, I am a nurse and I would prefer you to wait for the doctor.”“My testicles are black!”The young nurse becoming uncomfortable decides the least she could do is a cursory exam. She places her left hand on the side of the bed, with her other hand she reaches under the sheet and slides her hand through the side of the man’s blue nursing gown.She finds. V. dekh rahe the, Papa sofa par baithe the aur me T.V. ke paas niche baithi thi. Kuchh der baad papa ne kaha ki bete aise T.V. ke bahut paas baithkar nahi dekha karta yaha door bethkar dekho aur me Papa ke paad sofa par aakar baith gayi. Kuchh der baad papa paani pine gaye aur bad me aakar mere bilkul hi bagal me baith gaye. Mene to aisa kuch notice nahi kia but baad me Papa ne apna ek haath mere pichhe se lakar mere khabhe par rakh diya aur muje apni aur paas dabaya. Mene to aisa kuchh noitce. It was matching the style of her bra. Thin cloth exposing most of her fair skin, except for some flowers on it covering her genitals. It made her look even sexier. She was kneeling down before me, looking into my eyes filled with lust. Sweat was dripping down her neck onto her cleavage.She looked like a wild tigress filled with lust. She was now ready to be pleased. Her body needed to be worshipped. I put my hands on her cheeks, holding her tired face, and bent down to catch her wet lips. I.