Mein uski chut chat raha tha aur wo siskariyan bhar rahi thi. “aaaaahhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaa, ohhhh ohhhh, haaaaaaaaannnnnnn, chus ise. Chat meri chhhhuu...utttt ko chhhaattttt naaaaaaaaaaaa.” Chut chatvate chatvate wo do bar jhad gayi. Dusri baar jhadne ke baad usne mere baal pakar liye aur mere hoton ko chusne lagi. Mein sofe par baitha tha. Usne mere lund ke supare ko phir se chatna suru kar diya. Lund mei tanav aa gaya tha. Mein uski chuchiyon se khel raha tha. Phir usne lund ko muh se nikal kar. Tobe train e porikkha dite parbo na. Sokun ta nojor rakhbe… Pore sujog pele proman kore debo.Amar kan gorom hoye uthlo shune. Fisfis kore bollo… Tipechho naki? Ami bollam… Mane? Kiser kotha bolchhen? Boudi bollo… Nyaka… Kichhu bojhena… Kaal raat e ankita ke tipechho naki? Ami 5 sec takiye roilam boudir dike. Tarpor amon vabe hashlam jar mane haan o hoy… Abar naa o hoy. Boudi bollo… Meye kintu toiri… Amar chokh ke faki deoa jabe na. Ami chokh dekhlei bujhte pari. Deri koro na vai…o ready hoyei. .. she was with me...Hearing something downstairs quickly brought me out of my fantasy witha depressing sigh... I went to turn on my computer when I saw a pieceof paper sitting on my keyboard... I knew it wasn't mine because I amalways using my computer... I picked it up and unfolded its intricatehigh school note style of folding.Good morning Princess! How are you feeling? I bet your feeling a littlehorny, and a little confused right now, but don't worry love...Everything will be explained in. I'd been teaching high school English for seven years, all of them in this small high school of some four hundred plus students.Lunch was still an hour and twenty minutes away, but, as the bell rang again to signal the start of third period and the end of my between classes hall monitoring, I thought I might as well walk down to the teacher's workroom/lounge and get a snack from the candy machine. I've got a serious case of the Ronson family sweet tooth syndrome.As I came abreast of Trudy.