They were asking the usual number of questions, some of the questions were dumb, they sometimes struggled to answer the teacher's questions, etc.By th...e time I'd finished my third class, it was official: I could absorb the class material faster than I used to be able to. Much of that came from being my own study group because we could internally discuss what the teachers were saying and work out where they were heading before they got there. Even when we weren't helping each other understand the. Nutan ke muh se tisri aur sabse jyada tez siskari nikli aur wo jane do jane do keh v rahi thi aur chudwana v chahti thi. Phir unse raha nahin gaya aur kaha ki jaldi karo. Mai ne ek jor ka dhakka mara aur mera lund pura andar chala gaya.Unke muh se ek cheek nikal gayi par thank god kisi ne suni nahi. Phir mai age piche karne laga aur wo v apna gand utha ke mera saath dene lagi. Wo puri masti mai a chuki thi aur hmmmmmm ommmm uffffff ki awajen nikal rahi thi. Nutan ne mera hath pakad kar apne. Even earler time probably elementary school I remember on a windy day on the roof top a girl was standing there and the wind blew her skirt up. And I could see her blue panties. These last two times I talked about it dont think I had a turn on yet cuz I guess I was too young to understand what it was.These days I look up on the internet about girls/teens wearing cotton panties, hanes her way panties, school girl panties, flower print panties,full back and.. etc... Believe me it is next to. The next time she looked up, she saw Kelly bending over to pick up a piece of chalk from the floor. This time she saw the backside of the teacher with her dress pulled tight across her buttocks... there was no panty line. She wondered if she was even wearing panties. Probably thongs like all the young women wore nowadays, she thought.As Kelly remained bent over for a few seconds, she looked behind her directly into Stephanie's eyes. She held her stare for several moments. Stephanie blushed.