.a male substitute teacher.My perfect tits from hell were squished against the deck of my desk, nipples erecting out of panic, as I tried to disappear...behind my front neighbor. The way Mr. Peterson was trying to sort out his papers instead of frothing at the mouth looking around for fresh meat meant he hadn’t sensed me yet. If he was the kind of teacher that let us read in silence, maybe I’d get out of this one unviolated. Keep in mind that I had already been raped five times that day and it. I got the tightspulled up over Tommy's knees, with some difficulty. He lounged backand sat there with kind of a "happy" look on his face."Now stand up so I can get them all the way on".... Tommy stood upgingerly, and a bit femininely. I took the tights and wiggled them uphis hips. I had to do this in stages, shifting the nylon back from oneleg to the other. The tights gradually got higher and higher andcloser to his "bulge." I also noticed that his "bulge" was becoming abit bigger."Dad, I. Then Meera slept on the bed. Navin came upon her and smooched her. Unlike for Sam, Meera had genuine love for Navin and she showed this in her passionate kiss. With Sam, it was just sex! Sam came down to Meera’s pussy and put his tongue inside her wet flowing hot clit. Meera was not ready for this and in excitement, she bit Navin’s lips.As a revenge, Navin pressed Meera’s boobs very hard and bit her pinkish nipples. Meera was in tears because of this painful but sweet revenge. She could not. At the time, I wasn't sure if Brenda failed to catch their meaning, or if she simply refused to take the bait. I had more than a few arguments with my parents and my older sister over their treatment of Brenda. By the time Brenda and I were married, my family seemed less opposed to our union. By our fifth wedding anniversary, we had had two children. My parents appeared to love Brenda far more then they did me, or so it seemed to me. I couldn't blame them, either. When Brenda became part of my.