Mounth phele mai aapne ek fb frnd ko aapne ghar la k aya tha or use aapni mom dad se milya tha wo humare ghar se karib 5 km door k hi tha to hum dono ...mai bhut acchi dosti ho gayi or us k mere ghar ana jana ho gaya wo kabhi kabhi mera na hone mai bhi ane lag gaya kabhi mere maa use markit mai milti to wo maa ki help bhi kar deta tha dhree dhree wo maa se bhut closs ho gaya or maa k no bhi use maa ne da deya tha ye sab mere ko mere us dost ne bad mai batya tha is leye pata hai ek din usne mere. "I am in so much trouble here." How are you in so much trouble Janet?" mom asked."As a teacher I am not suposed to be sexualy atracted to any of my students or students in school as far as that goes." Look at it this way Janet. Danny's not in school right now and nether are you. Your both here at my house, not at any school, and he is not your student while here in my house, and, he is not my student, he is my son and a smart son at that, if I may say so myself." With him being your son, it. "Look at thesissy boy!" said one of Billy's supposed buddies. "Pretty dolly sissy,what's her name?" said a girl who couldn't be more than a 4th grader."Pretty dress, for a boy!" said a 2nd grade boy with freckles. "Is thata Barney pack? You can have my old one sissy, I haven't used it sincefirst grade!" said an angelic faced 3rd grade girl. The whole group ofkids roared after each comment and Billy had lost all fight and couldonly cry now as even the little kids took shots at him. They threw. Mystified, I knelt to the keyhole and stared inside. The keyhole was sufficiently large, and the angles and distances were adequate that I was able to see clearly what was occurring beyond the door. Uncle Wally, or so I presumed, since I could not see his face, was laying upon his back. Siobhan was kneeling astraddle his waist and was riding his cock as if it was August and she was a jockey at the Saratoga races! Uncle Wally was groaning contentedly at this treatment, and his moans of pleasure.