In the front row sat Cindy. Cindy was eyeing the teacher from head to toe and she couldn’t help fantasizing about the teacher. For some time now Cin...dy have been thinking of trying new things, like bondage, but she wanted to be the “master” and have a willing slave. The only one who she could think of being her slave is her teacher. How could she not with a hot teacher like her, especially a teacher with sexy body and big chest. Cindy couldn’t wait anymore to have the teacher and so she prepared. From that day till now Abid is the man of the house. He is still fucking my mom and my dad on the same bed.After the whole story, I asked my mother so that Pankaj is not my father. To which my mom replied, “That cock sucker bitch can’t get his tool erect how will he get me pregnant. No. Abid is the actual father of yours. You should call him Abbu.”She said, “While my younger brother Pawan is the father of Anisha and I do not confirm about the father of Ashika. Her father might be ex-MLA, one. Erin found herself looking intently back. When she replayed the events of last Friday night in her head, she started to see things differently. Brady was right. She had been a flirting tease, and she had reacted passionately to Jeffery’s advances. Although things had gotten a little too rough, she had wanted him. ‘Erin, I still want you. Please know that I still care about you. You are just so beautiful and passionate, I couldn’t help myself. But I promise I will be better. I promise. Okay?’ he. ”The bell rang for the second round and I started towards the middle at a faster pace than the first round. I kept moving forward. Botha was shocked I was coming to him. Before he could react, I blasted him with a teep-kick. It was a pretty good shot and as he stumbled back, I saw his eyes flash big. Before I could capitalize, he was moving forward at a faster clip than before.I took two or three punches off my gloves that did no real damage. Though before I knew what was happening, I was.