You read every word I send you, you touch yourself when I tell you to — you hurt yourself when I tell you to…’ ‘Not anymore,’ she said immed...ately, but she could feel her cheeks reddening. ‘No,’ he agreed. ‘Not anymore. And why? Because you found a boyfriend. And you just couldn’t do that to him, could you?’ ‘It’s not just — it’s not like I’m just scared of getting caught,’ she protested. ‘Trevor’s good. He’s really good. I’m not the unfulfilled girl I was when we met. I don’t have to search. He then walked around me slowly and as he was standing directly behind me, I felt the nudge of the paint brush on the inside of my knees indicating that he wanted me to separate them.I complied by stepping one foot over a little and felt another tap on my knee. I repeated my move but it still wasn’t enough, so I spread them about two feet apart and then I felt the jolt hit me like a hammer. It was an unbelievable sensation, one that I am hard pressed to describe. It was like a hard hit to my. .Jaise ki aap saab jante ho mein sex ke picche pagal huin aur sex ke liye naya maal dhundta rehta huin.Aise hi meri tution mein 12th class ki, ek lardki thi jiska naam esha tha, esha ek normal girl thi jiski height 5”2 or 5”1 hogi, gori, chitti thi .Par ek normal lardki thi uski aur jayada dhyan nahi jatta tha. Hummari dosti thi like class mates par meinne kabhi use us nazar se nahi dehkha tha.Mein aur wo donno maths mein kamzor the, so me & my class mates asked our maths teacher to give us. It tasted as good as it looked. I was rock hard already.I made that huge thing wet with my hot mouth juices and then I led him into our bedroom where he proceeded to remove my jeans with no hesitation. Soon my own tiny thong had disappeared and Tom had me on my back, my legs spread wide and he was making a meal out of my sopping wet pussy. In just few minutes Tom’s expert mouth had made me come twice. Each time as I came he grunted also with me. Then he lifted his bald head and asked me if I.