”“They’re both eighteen.” The defensiveness in my voice surprised me.“Are you jealous?”“No,” I said. “Are you?” She responded by s...iding her hand from my jaw, down to my chin, to my chest. Her fingers spread as she found my nipple and gently tweaked it. She moved down to my belly, and I expected her to make her way to my pants and lay her hand over my rapidly deploying cock. Instead, she playfully stuck a finger inside my shirt and into my belly button and laughed.“Jealous of the young woman. She was drinking my cum after all. She told me that the coffee was very good. I smiled and told her I loved her. She told me the same.I asked if we could talk, and she agreed. I told her that I had watched what happened. She gasped and asked about the track meet. I told her it got canceled. She looked very embarassed. She said she was sorry. She told me just wanted to have fun for once (my dad died and she never had the courage to date). She made her point clear. "Jeremy Wethers, if you tell. Ha to dosto meri family 5 logo ki hai meri mummy jo ab 50 sal se upar ki ho chuki hai, mere papa jinki ek shop hai aur meri do didi soni aur deepika.Soni didi ki age aaj 34 sal hai aur deepika didi ki umar 31 sal ab dono ki shadiya ho chuki hai aur bachhe bhi ho chuke hai. Dono working woman hai aur ab shayd apne work place pe hi logo ka lund apni gand aur choot me dalwati hongi aaj kal k bare me mujhe pata nahi hai, waise past me chhalte hai ab year 1997 jab mai 12 sal ka tha hum log ka ghar. This was a school where I had only been a pupil, rather than a teacher. Things had been much simpler when I’d been a pupil. Life had been happy and carefree. I’d been lucky enough to have a great family and great friends surrounding me. And of course, I wouldn’t have had to worry about losing my job or life-as-I-knew-it if I’d been caught fucking a schoolboy. After I’d let Joe fuck me in the classroom, losing my job was what I should have been thinking about. It wasn’t. I remembered the agony.