K : Kyu be hijre , maza aaraha hai ?Me : Uuummmhh yes..!!muje maar dalo iss dard se. Mai ek hijra hu. Mai isi layak hu, mujhe apni kutiya banake rakho....K : Haan ha, abhi toh aur dard hoga .Saying that, I felt something very hot on my back I screened again ” Aaaahhhh..!! Nehi nehi..!!”It was a hot wax from the burning candle, I screamed but she didn’t stop .Meri puri pith jal rahi thi, bohot dard ho raha tha, mujhe is takleef mai de kar , koel bohot zor zor se hash rahi thi.K : Abhi teri pith jal. ” Angela bent over and pulled her cheeks apart. “I think you need some encouragement. Remain in that position, but move your hands out of the way. Count the strokes for me.” “Yes, Mistress.” Lorraine used her hand again, moving back and forth between each cheek, also applying a few strokes to her upper legs as well. She stopped when Angela reached twenty four. “Now, let’s stretch that hole open. Since you can’t seem to do it, I will help.” “Yes, Mistress.” Angela bent over, placing her hands on. “Then let’s compare each other’s cocks. Here I’ll put mine next to yours.” His 8 inch cock shadowed my small 4 inch white offering and contrasted, his being blood darkened black and mine a pale insipid white. Elias was next with his huge tool rubbing his tip against mine. He had never seen a circumcised white cock and suspected the early circumcision could have affected my growth and size development. Thembu was last with his thick long cock the biggest of the bunch. He held his cock out,. It was more interesting that David inadvertently taught his girlfriend to control her urges when she delivered a vial to Mrs. Wilson. Normally, the sight of the "Toilet Water" would send her in a desirous passion that could only be fulfilled with the smell of his experiment. Every Friday, Virginia delivered her small package to the forty something year-old teacher with the promise of her own vial when she returned."Here you go Mrs. Wilson." The gray haired instructor snatched the vial from her.