"How do you want to do this then?" she asked, knowing there was no way to convince me to drop the subject."Porsche, you and I haven't had much of a ch...ance to talk privately like this, and I don't know a whole lot about you, especially in this area."So why don't you tell me what kinds of things you like to do in bed," I said."What I like to do in bed, huh? Well, actually, I like just about all types of sex. I'm really open and up for about anything that's fun."But I don't do the really painful. Ek baar ki baath hai jb humaare teacher ne hum sabko assignment saupa. Humein sbke ghar jaake unke sbke dukhad paristhiti (Haalat) ko likke laana tha. wo jagah kaafi aam maholle jaisa tha, sirf wo saher se thora dur mein tha. Tabhi mujhe ek 12th class ka baccha milla. Yeh Kahaani usi k baare mein hai..jab wo 12th mein tha tb. Uski age tb 19 ya 20 hogi. wo ek patla sa. Yeh kahaani puri usi ki baare mein hai, hubaahu usi k sabdo mein … ” Main tb class 12th se just pass out hua. mere english mein. I was creaming her pussy in nice, soft circular motion. Her tartan skirt was bunched up at her tummy under the sheets. She kept parting her little legs each time I stroked her clitty as if it was a reflex. Soon she just went silent. I didn’t question it or issue any new pretexts. I just kept pacing my fingers working on her little bald pussy. In a little while I felt her hand snake backwards into my shorts. She was stroking my cock. It isn’t that long to boast about. But for her little cunt it. Do you remember that old Teddy bear you had? "Mr. Fluffy" is what you called him. Do you remember I washed him once, just because you had carried him everywhere for years, and he was dirty and smelled bad? And because I put him in the washing machine a part of him ripped and some of the stuffing came out? You cried and cried and said, "Fix him, Mommy. Fix Mr. Fluffy!"? I had to sew him back together, remember? I feel like Mr. Fluffy right now, all soft and insubstantial inside.But I can't tell.