For farting?" It fuckin' reeks in here" he complained "Go on, hop it" But it's Christmas" I protested weakly "C'mon where's your Christmas spirit you ...old Scrooge?" If I didn't have to pay maintenance to my bitch ex wife and my son, I wouldn't be driving dirty fat chubbas like you home," he snapped angrily "I'd be drinking Christmas spirit down the pub with my mates. Now will you get out?!" Fine" I snapped back, pushing at the door and - I have to confess - feeling very grateful for the cold. I unbuttoned her jeans, unzipped them and got her to squirm out of them. She grabbed at my jeans and did the same, quickly unbuttoning, unzipping and pulling them down over my hips, seeing I wasn’t wearing underwear either. “Mmmmmm, no underwear, she said, taking it in her hand, “You’re my kind of man, ready for action.”“I’m going to give you a fuck you’ll never forget,” I said, tossing her jeans in back of me. I shoved her against the counter, spreading her legs apart and got down on the. Chachi badi badi aankho se mujhko dekhne lagi aur meri pant mujhko dediMaine chocolate nikaali aur late gyaa chachi mujhko buss chupp chaap dekhti rahiKi mai kr kyaa rahaa huMaine chocolate faadi aadhi chocolate apne poore lund pe lgaa diAur kahaa lo chachi ab aankh bund kr k chooslo iss chocolaty lund ko chachi to khush ho gyi aur kahaa poori tayiyaari se aaya hai betaAb to jiss tarah se swaad le le k choos rahi thi kyaa btaao unke hontho pe poori chocolate lagg gyi beech beech me wo apni. She has amazing tits, and always wears pants so tight you can see her cameltoe. I'm going to have to go home and beat off just so I can concentrate on my work. I held my backpack in front of me to hide the bulge rising in my pants.As I was near the exit, I passed my my math classroom. Miss Noor was sitting at her desk and she caught me staring at her."Jim, what are you doing still here? You're going to miss your bus." Well, Miss Noor, I was hoping you could help me get a better grade in math,".