“bus sanju ab or sehan nahi hota…”.Main khada hua or didi ko bistar par letne ko kaha or anan fanan me apne sarekapde utar fenke. Didi bed par l...eti thi or main unke pairon ke beech ja baitha. Didi ne haath bada kar mere 7″ ke lund ko upar se lekar neeche jadd tak sehlaya or apni taange faila kar apni aanke band kar li. Maine bina koi deri kiye lund ki chamdi ko kheench kar peecha kiya or lund ko didi ki paani chodti chut ke ched par bheeda diya. Didi ne aankhe band kiye hue hi apne seedhe haath. I liked to be provocative so wore very short skirts though mainly to get up my mum's nose as I never thought that I was good looking nor sexy. No sex talk, we didn't do that in our family. The main rider used to dress all fancy, like my cowboy hero's in the movies. He was probably about 35. To be honest he wasn't that good a looker but he had horses going for him and I loved horses. He told me I could help him with the horse stalls and brush and feed the horses after the show and he would run. It was on 24th August, after school, I went to the computer lab (where 12th teachers sit) to get a mistake corrected in my answer paper, my friends left because they had tuition…I walked into the lab.. she was alone all other teachers gone.. when I came in she didn’t notice me because she is sitting at the other end,… as I walked near I saw… she was moaning silently… and was touching her boobs I became hard on just by the voice…as I came near, I saw she had her eyes closed and was pleasuring. I scoot you over closer to me and slide my hand under the table. Pulling up your skirt my hand finds your bare thigh. You gasp as my fingers slide over your pussy. "Daddy?! Here?!" You ask. I slide in two fingers and you know your answer. Your hand finds my bulge as I continue to slowly finger you under the table. Your breath racing. Your pussy squeezing my fingers as I bring you to the edge. "Daddy?! I am going to cum.", you whisper. "Not yet Little One.", as I remove my fingers and clean them.