Different tests, but we share space and most of the teachers.Against the normal demographics, in this little village, boys are the majority, in our cl...ass, there are 16 boys and only 4 girls, and if you focus on my age, well, a year up, a year down, 4 boys and only one other girl. She’s Samantha, and she’s my friend.My auntie Helena believes in corporal punishment, of course only for girls, since boys are better than us, I asked once to her why the boys were never spanked, her answer was hard. He had worked here for several years when he came home one evening and confessed to his wife that he had a terrible temptation: he wanted to put his penis into the cutter pickles. His wife suggested he go see a ther****t to talk about it, but Bill said he would be too embarrassed. He vowed to fight this one temptation. One day a few weeks later, Bill came home. That woman saw immediately that something was wrong."What's wrong Bill?", She asked."You remember my fantasy you about the cutter. ”Komal bhabhi:- chaaaloo haattbkuch bhi bolte hoo … Haaaa aaaaa sssssss yee to mene hi daba daba kar bade kiye hai aapbke liyee..Komal bhabhi ab pure mood me aa gai thi..Sodi komal bhabhi ke baal ko ek ek karke chus raha thaa aur daba raha thaa.. Ab sodi ne ball ko dabana chodaa aur ek haat niche le jakar komal bhabhi ki chut par rakhaa jo pahale se hi gili ho chuki thi. Aur use sehala ne lagaa..” oooo sodiii ekdaam sahi kaam kwr rahe hoo badaa mazaa aa raha hai tumse ball ko chussswaaakarr. “Or fuck me at all. Maybe not ever.” I pulled the sheet down to my chin and said, “Hold it right there, Chad. Leave those jockey’s on. You can sit next to me. Move over, Ashley.” Three people don’t really fit on a double bed. Ashley scooched to the edge and I snugged against her. As I swung my leg over hers, she countered with hers over mine instead. Chad slid under the sheet, leaning his chest on my left boob and his thigh over mine, an inch from my pussy. Through his cotton shorts I felt his.