” Shamim main samjhti hoo teri halat, tera lund bata raha hai ke teri halat kaya hai. Isska josh bata raha hai ke agar aaj isske samne teri sagi maa... Sadia bhi hoti to chudai bina nahin reh sakti thee aur fir main to teri diwani uss din se hoon jis din se tu ne meri beti se shadi kee hai. Main to tab se tera lund muhn mein lene ko taras rahi hoon. Miane hamesha se tujhe apni beti ki choot marte huye dekha hai apne khayalon mein aur socha hai, kash Shamim mujhe chodta meri bet ki jagah, kash main. Once there, she released me again and put her hands on my shoulders, turning me around. She grabbed the sides of my pants and pulled them down to my ankles and then did the same with my underwear. She lifted my shirt and smacked me hard across the ass with the wooden spatula. "Ow," I cried, twisting away."Put your hands on the dresser," she instructed. I obeyed.She spanked me with the spatula until my attention was no longer on my erection, but on my burning cheeks. Then she picked up the. .but this is wrong.. I’m your teacher…Let me back up a little. The first time I enjoyed a woman’s touch was in 12th grade. I was eighteen years at that time. She was 25. She was my teacher. From the moment I met Anita, I’ve had a crush on her. She had a dark colored skin, a cute and bright smile and an amazing body. She was thin, with medium sized breasts. Her ass was cute and since she was a twenty-year-old, she unknowingly swung her ass the sides while walking in school. She was from. Jo said I will punish him for his sneaking around. The young man looked at Jo and called her Mama. I looked at Jo and said is this your son? Jo walked over to the young man and reached down and grabbed his cock and said; yes this is my son all 10 inches of him, his name is Andy. Then she bent over and sucked the head of his cock in her mouth then she took it out of her mouth and motioned for me to come over to where his cock was. I walked over to Andy.