. The Desai daughter, Ananta, heard it a while back and laughed. "Whose tone is THAT?" Mizz ... Uh, Doctor Patel." Of the engineering department? You ...get calls from her often enough to assign her a ringtone?" Mizz Patel is a bright star in my universe," I had told her."None of my professors have their own ringtones," Ananta said."Mizz Aneeta's not really a professor to me. More like a handler." Oh..."So I answer the phone. "Good morning, Mizz Aneeta." Good morning, dear Nikki. Can you come to a. I’m stripped bare of all my feelingsJust like a drought savaged piece of landI feel that life has becomeToo complicated to understandI question the reason for my beingMeandering through life’s mazeThinking about you, I ask myselfIs this permanent, or is it just a phaseI miss you .I still remember the first time we metI fondly think about the time I asked you outI smile when I think about our first dateAfter which, I couldn’t help but shoutI feel warm when I remember our first hugIt excites me. We once again become one body, joined mouth to mouth and cock to cock. We rock back and forth for what seems like hours, slowly, then more rapidly, then slowing again. Finally, the tension builds and I feel my approaching orgasm."What happens if we cum while docked?" I breathe."I don't know but we're about to find out," you grunt. With that, we both explode simultaneously, our mingling cum propelling us backward. Our cojoined members separate and we lean back, coating each other's shaft with. He said that she would be out in a few minutes. Meanwhile the three boys came out to see what all the fuss was about.When the farmer’s wife came out she looked nothing like a farmer’s wife but more like the farmer’s daughter that everyone wants to get up into the hayloft. She had taken a few minutes to comb her hair and then put it into a rather nice ponytail that hung down to her waist. She had on a white blouse and a blue jean miniskirt. We started toward the barn with the boys in close.