. Phir maine kaha bhabhi aise hi kapde ke uper se dabaunga us rat? Wo boli nahi mere pyare devar ji apki to wo amanat hogi ap jaise chaho waise dabana....Phir maine darte hua kaha apke dabau ? Wo boli ha sikha rahi hu to pura sikhaungi na… Wo boli meri nighty utaro maine kaha nahi bhabhi ye kya bol rahi ho to boli sikhna hai na sab kuchh to utaro phir maine utar diya .. Aur paglo ki tarah dekhta raha aur bola ap dudh ki tarah safed ho bhabhi apki nabhi dekh ke to …… Wo boli kya to… Kuchh nhi…. Wo. Celeste knew. She knew how close I was to cumming all over her. So she shoved her lips over my cock and fed it right down. Down to the back of her saliva filled throat. I was gone. "FUCK! UGH UGH UGH" I shot harder than I ever had before. Celeste really was a pro, taking each hard shot right down her throat without a gag. I grabbed my desk, cumming harder and harder with every shoot. Miss Filch decided I was "to ill to stay in school." I finished cumming, looked down at Celeste who swallowed. I groaned, my head swaying from the rapture that was about to consume me. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest.I came. “Daddy!”My pussy convulsed around Daddy's digits. My asshole around his drilling cock. He groaned, hammering into my spasming bowels while pussy juices gushed out around his fingers. My clit throbbed beneath his massaging touch. Stars burst across my eyes.“I'm cumming so fucking hard!” I gasped, my voice echoing through the bathroom while the waves of rapture inundated my. This one stayed up only briefly, and as it transitioned to the next message Chelsea could have sworn she saw some other words flickering faintly in the background in a slightly darker blue than the wall. When she tried to focus on them they seemed to disappear, like those floaty things in her eyes that would sometimes drift across her field of vision.Our Philosophy on RaceThere are clearly racial inequalities, genetic gifts and deficiencies that make races unequal in various ways. This.