I have learned something about eighth-graders' asses, in contrast to those of some older subjects. If perchance an eighth-grader's ass appears to be p...erfect when seen in jeans — or in pajama bottoms — or in lightly ribbed white cotton panties, for that matter — then that eighth-grader's ass is guaranteed to be also quite perfect in its bare, fully exposed form.Case in point:The blushing peach before my eyes was, without question, exception, or reservation, simply perfect.Candace's schoolgirl. Muje or kya chhiye tha .. Maine plain banaya or us ko bol diya yo bhi maan gayi or us din yo mari batayi jagah par pohanch gayi yahan se mai us ko ik room main li gya jo mare ik dost ka tha yo kahi kaam se bahar gya tha do din ke liya Room mai jate hi jaise hi maine door band kiya yo muj se lipat gayi or muje samooch karne lagi kya rasele honth the kareeb 15min ke baad hum alag hoye or yo boli ,,preet ab raha nahi jata kush aisa karo ki ki mera sara badan fool sa halka ho jaye… Ab bari mari the. Of course that would have been fine too, I can't think of anything I wouldn't do for, or give my grandson if I could. The truth be known he could own me if he wanted to!!! I glanced from his face back to his crotch again, Those damn eyes before I said: Thats no problem, I have a few porn movies stashed, and there's always a few beers in my fridge. I can do that. Is that all you want for your birthday, this is a special birthday you know? There's got to be something else you would like to have,. They began moving,touching, pushing and prodding, feeling and healing me. He used apointed fingertip to push deeply into the area where my injury was,trying to pop out or release any little bubbles of air that might stillbe trapped in the folds of the fibres of the muscle. Slowly his handsmoved down my back, each lowering accompanied by manipulation, hisfingertips searching for places to make feel better.His breath was on my right shoulder. I realized he was standing almostdirectly behind.