Then called me to have food .While having food dad said ‘ son sooner or later you will get a girl. Don’t worry about that .I just nodded my head ....Dad started to speak again ‘ your mother told me something is that true ‘Me : sorry dad I lost my control. It never happen againDad : son I am a man. I can understand your feeling. It may take years to find you a girl. My other sons bad name rise day by day. I can understand you can’t wait that long. I can say your choice is good. If you can keep it. Luckily the snooker room was empty. This time I sat on the edge of the table, unbuttoned my blouse, pushed one bra strap off my shoulder, cupped my breast in my hand and gave an ‘I’m in the throws of a fantastic orgasm’ look to the camera. Again the camera flashed. As I climbed off the table I began to realise that something surprising was happening. I thought that I was doing this as a turn-on for Steve, but the wetness between my naked thighs told a different story. I was turning myself on in. She reached beside her for the item, a ruler, that she had gotten from her desk and began to rub the flat side smoothly against Sarah’s ass. She then moved her leg so that her thigh was pressed against Sarah’s pussy so she could grind on it.Sarah felt the ruler against her bare ass and Alison’s leg on her pussy, all the while her tie still digging into her neck. Then suddenly she felt the ruler snap back and slap hard against her as as she bit into Alison’s panties to stifle her yelp. The ruler. " Not your size!" she mimicked in a mocking tone. "And what exactly is yoursize?" I mean they look too small. You're thinner than me. They wouldn't fit me.And I wouldn't wear them. Honest!" What size am I?" You're a 36C," he replied."So you've checked the labels to find out? And what size are you?" I don't know! How would I know?" You're lying again, aren't you? You know what size you are - at least youknow your band size although I guess you don't have a cup size. So I willask you again. What.