Bhabhi mere land ko upar niche kar rahi thi. Wo ab puri garma chuki thi. Mai jor jor se unaki chut ko chod raha tha apni unliyon se.Bhabhi – Agghhhh... Devar jee bahut khujlee ho rahi hai. Koi paas me jagah hai kya?Me – Kaho to yahi chod dun seat par hi jhuka ke. Waise bhi last seat hai koi dekh bhi nahi raha.Bhabhi – Nahi is mote land ko aaram se lana chahti hun.Unaki chut tapak rahi thi. Meri ungliya mast chod rahi thi unhe.In & Out In & Out In & Out In & Out In & Out In & Out In & Out In & Out. She ordered me to stand up after some hesitance I mustered the strength to stand. Sliding in my chair into the desk. I turned to face my teacher. She yanked my hand rubbed it across her lips then across the erect nipples of her wondorous breast. My dick was hard and threatened to rip the fabric of my denim jeans. She let go of my hand and slowly kneeled down and began to undress me. She unbuckled my belt then proceeded to unzip and unbutton my pants and boxer. ‘My, my. my , she exclaimed as my. Glancing at the clock, you decided to give yourself five minutes. If James didn’t knock on your door in five minutes, you were going to turn on the Quick Jonor Finder, hit Find, and send a message not just to the nearest man, but to every single one in range, just to be sure one would respond. You unlocked your door, reclined on your couch, and idly stroked yourself while counting down. Five minutes. Four minutes fifty-nine. Four minutes fifty-eight…One minute ten. One minute nine. One minute. He told her he had no interest in love or romance, but if she ever wanted straight forward sex, then just say 'do not spill the coffee' and they would both know what that meant."So, 'do not spill the coffee' is your code for a fuck then?" I asked her."Sure is," she replied, "it's the perfect quote. Me and Pete have an understanding now. Tom gives me love and romance and Pete gives me unadulterated sex. It is the best of both worlds for me." Lucky you," I said, all pleased for her.Lin beamed a.