I was accused of molesting one of my pupils."The silence stretched out between them."And did you?" What?!" Martin was astounded at first, but this had... been the problem allalong. Everybody chose to think the worst of him. That's what made it sohard. He softened his tone."No," he replied, "there was a storm; thunder and lightning. It waspouring with rain, freezing cold, and she was walking home. No coat, noumbrella, she was drenched." He paused. "I gave her a lift home. Shelived in my road. How. He was sitting at his computer, typing rather slowly. “Hi” I said, walking over to him, “Hi” he replied, looking away from the computer and staring at me. I didn’t know what to say next so I said nothing; I just stood there, looking at him. He looked back at me and waited for me to say something; I looked over to his window and kept looking at it, too nervous to look back at him. I saw him looking down my top and further down my legs as I stood there. My heart started racing and I looked. “Would you play with mine?” he whispered “I’ll pay you ten dollars”. I pretended to be hesitant, but eventually reached out and began to rub his cock, keeping pace with his strokes on mine, his was circumcised, but his slimy ooze was lubricating the mushroom head, which felt really good in my hand!The thrill of being in a public place, and being wanked by a stranger, was such a turn-on, that I knew it wouldn't take me long...“I’m ready!” I whispered in a strangled gasp, as I felt my balls. Jethalal ko sachme gulabo se pyaar ho gaya tha gulabo ki khubsuarti se.woh thi bhi itni jayada khubsoorat, mashallah bala ki khubsurat thi gulabo. Ek toh gulab ki tarah gulabi aur upar se kapde bhi gulabi pehne the ek dum gulab jesi hi lag rahi thi. Aur gulabo bahar bethe bethe jethalal ka wait kar rahi thi ki kab woh bahar aaye.Kaafi der tak jethalal ke bahar na aane se woh chupke se bathroom mein jhankne lagi ek hole mein se jo sirf use hi pata kaha hai woh hole. Aur andar dekha toh hil gai.