Ami khub moja pachchilam.Er majhei ummmmm ummmm korte korte 2bar guder jol khosiye diyechi. Or angul 2to vije job jobe hoye ache…Amar kamer jwala dh...ire dhire barte barte emon poristhiti holo je ami r thakte parchilam na…Oke bollam koushik pls r amay kosto diyo na sona…Ebar kichhu koro… O amar mai 2to chuste chuste amar thot a chumu kheye bollo hmmm ei to debo ebar…Bolei amar buker opor chore boslo r or lohar moto sokto bara ta amar gude set korlo…R ektu chap ditei ota pochat kore amar gude half. R.I.N.G boring. Mostly I suspect that's my fault, but I'll get to that in a minute.I'm 17-years-old and live I with my parents, as of course do most 17-year-olds. My father - Louis - is a 36-year-old jovial giant with dark hair, while my mother Mary is a good-looking 34-year-old brunette with a stunning 36C-23-36 figure. I know that because I went with mum to a dress fitting one Saturday morning, a chore you can just bet I wasn't happy with. Not that with my life I had very much else to do, but. ”“Really?... So if you jerked off you wouldn’t cum?” I shook my head. “What about if a woman did it for you? Or if you had sex?”“Well I’ve never had a woman try” I said in a sort of sarcastic tone, “but the doctors said I’ll likely never have an orgasm from sex.” I looked down, this embarrassed me more than having my aunt catch me with an unexpected boner. My aunt stood there, looking at me sitting naked in the tub, with legs that didn’t work, and an erection that did but served no purpose. I. She was also sporting gorgeous blue high heel peep toe pumps, with a little buckle strap in the back like a movie star, or singer, with her hair pulled back a little bit, and a nice cream-colored jacket to class her outfit up a bit.Laura thought to her herself, What a sharp, classy guy, not like these other morons I usually deal with, always trying to borrow money, drive my car, crash at my place to only end up staying there, etc. and Jack's gentle touch and warm, manly embrace sent shivers.