I was just thinking how lovely you are." Then, after a pause, "Are you always this insecure about your looks?" "No," she insisted, "really, I'm not. ...It's just the thought of seeing you after all this time, after all we..." Hey!" he broke in. He had taken her soft hand in his rough, strong one and was patting it. "I understand, OK?"Leslie took a deep breath, smiled, and said, "OK."With that, the ice was broken, and over the next hour, they exchanged memories of their past lives and tales of. Paneer sa gora aur komal badan ,sangmarmar men tarashi hui kamar,medium size boobs,aur moti gand poori sex godess lagti thi vaise men class men ladkiyon ke beech bahut popular tha class ki har ladki mujhe line mara karti thi par men shilpa madam ke Peeche pagal tha raat raat bhar unke bare men soch kar land sehlata rehta tha par kya karun kuch samajh nahi ata tha ek din ki baat hai madam humen computer par kuch bata rahin thi aur ek ek kar ke bache unke paas jate aur apna practical test dete. Suddenly, Santa burst though the stall door staring at me with a grin. “Ok, you are weird, even for this place!” I bitched at him. “Ho Ho Ho”, he laughed reaching down and snatching me off the toilet as if he were lifting an infant. “Ohh” I teetered when he grabbed me up in his powerful arms. Santa turned around, sat down on the toilet seat, and sat me down on his lap. “Have you been good this year little boy?” “I don’t want to play this game”, I said. I tried to stand up but he. My hand was caressing her midriff and just kept going lower until I felt her pubic hair. I played at the edge of her soft pubic hair until I started bumping into her hand that she was using to masturbate.Mom giggled, “We can’t both play down there at the same time, Honey.” Mom took her hand away, “Go ahead and touch me if you want. I have touched you, so I don’t see why you can’t touch me. Do you want to masturbate me? Do you want to learn how to do it properly for a woman?”“Yes, Mom. I do.” I.