Par mera to lund khada ho gaya tha aaj mere samne meri wahi bahan ti jiske paas mai har rakhi ke din hath pe rakhi bandhavata tha jiski raksha karne k... mai vachan deta tha par muje kya malum ki is randi ko raksha ki koi jarurat hi nai hai ye to khud Hi anjane mardo ke lund ke lie tadapati hai inme lekin un mardo ka b dosh nai hai q ki meri bahan ka jism pura javani se bhara hua hai bade bade mamme ek mast bhari bhari gand aur tight chut kaun mard hai jo aisi javan randi ko chodna nai chahega?. Water trickles down your chest and across your breast. It then drips along your stomach and between your legs. You close your eyes and sigh. You grab your sponge and lather it up. You slide it over your shoulders and across your neck. Instantly you fantasize about the email. You turn the sponge into his hands. You imagine him standing behind you, pressing up against you. You can feel his arms wrap around your body, as he kisses your neck. You can feel. He was everything to me and was there for me always.Then the Teacher’s day came, I was home that day. I thought that it is the best day for the surprise to sir. So I bought some gifts for him and went to his home around 3 pm. He was amazed to see me. I greeted him with the flowers and some gifts and wished him for the best teacher in the world. He was so happy to see the surprise. He welcomed me and we hugged each other tightly. We both sat on sofa and started our usual chit-chats. He opened. Though my manager used to help at times I had fear in asking him and became I was slow in finishing the work.There was a lady in that team who was married and say about 38-28-36 who came to help me. Initially I was hesitant and then slowly started taking help from her. Our team planned for a team outing to a resort and we all went there in car where all boozed well.Since I don’t drink or smoke I sat beside her the whole day and started talking about her personal life. Then got to know that.