M aap sab logo ko jada bor nai krunga .. I m frm delhi n any one girl, bhabi, aunty , muj se chudna chati ho to muje mail kre abb m apni story pr aat...a hu . Baat jbb ki h jbb m 12th class m tha. Hamare ek class teacher the jis ka name trha simmi .Wo hamare maths teacher the . Frnds uska figer 34-30-32 l aas pas hoga wo marred the .. M apni class teacher ka fav. Students m s ek tha so mere exams s phele muje mam n kha k tum mere pas tution padhne aa jaya kro . Mam ki y baat sun krr m b bhot. She mentioned about the dress code and so I could identify here. She called meS – Where are you?I – On my way, will be there in 10 minsS – I reached and waitingI – I will be there soonI kept watching for her activities for about 10 mins and I found all safe and called herI – Hey I reached, where are youShe told me where she was sitting, walked up to herI – Went up to her, and shook hands and said I am PremS – Shoba, nice meeting youOur conversation went on, we ordered something to drink and eat. For now. Stacy continued to suck, lick and stroke my cock, keeping it so hard my balls were aching. Her left hand was on my ass, keeping me in place but it moved to my balls, massaging them gently, her neat fingernails softly scraping over the delicate flesh. I could feel the tension building within the tip of my cock and I let out a small gasp. “Fuck, I’m close,” I told her. She kept sucking for another few seconds before taking her mouth off me. “You still want to cum on my tits? Or do. Stacy’s head fell back onto her shoulders a low ooooooh sound emitting through clenched teeth. Ted sucked a little harder on her clit instinctively knowing what she desired. Stacy gushed some, flooding over Ted's fingers, running down his wrist and forearm. Ted stood up, picking his mother up in his strong arms as he did. Stacy pulled her blouse and bra up and off her body, discarding them to the kitchen floor. Ted carried her to the counter beside the sink. He dumped her ass on the counter.