I want your tits pointing straight out and available for my hand.Fingers? Neck? Oh, yea, I can do that. Available for what?His hand.It was a very warm...hand that touched my left tit. He slid his hand under my tit, as if weighing it. I recall wondering if it passed inspection or not.It must have, because he began to rearrange it. He squeezed my tit. Pinched the nipple, which just happen to be hard and very aroused. Then he bounced my boob up and down as if he were dribbling a small ball attached. She is the dream girl of the entire males in the school including me. I was good scorer in the class so all the teachers and sirs are very close to me. I was not very fond of nirmala in the first time…One day I was sitting in the first bench nirmala came to take class she was writing in the board I was coping it in my note.. It was a rainy day wind is also very much strong.. There was a window in the right side of the class suddenly air rushed over the window it blew towards nirmala her saree. Laugh if you want, but I have always respected her. I wish she could say the same for me." What do you mean?" I'll answer that. Rodney thinks he traded on our friendship by hiring me to get back at his wife. I give it no thought, but he has always felt guilty about asking it of me." Rodney, may I see a picture of your wife? I can't visualize her at all."I handed Bertha the picture. "I recognize the dress. I wondered who you planned to give it to. Your wife is so beautiful. And the baby is. ." Yes." He turned his head toward her."Your tinkle is showing." What?" He gave her a puzzled look."Your tinkle." She motioned with her eyes down.He shrugged, looking around. Tinkles, he thought, that what's she called Tim's small testicles. That's probably why he doesn't understand. She thought about other words."Your wing nut. Your jewel." I'm sorry, I just don't . . ."She was getting frustrated."Your ball." She said, almost commanding."Mam, I don't understand you." Sir, you have an enormous.