Chapter 92: Five Minutes (R18+)
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Chapter 92 : Five Minutes (R18+)
Note: Thank you @Ironize97 for the positive review.
_
"It is larger than last time. Am I doing good?... or should I use my mouth?" Sheela wrote on the note book and showed it to Das. With a slight grin, Das wrote a reply on his notes and showed it to her.
"You are doing super good. How can you use mouth now?... teacher is looking at us." Das asked with a smiley symbol at the end.
As a reply to Das question, Sheela intentionally dropped her pen towards Das side and she bent down to pick up the pen. In the process of reaching her pen, she opened her mouth wildly and directly swallowed the stick deep inside her mouth.
She moved her head like a jerking machine and immediately got up with a pen in her hand. Das experienced a roller coaster ride in that short moment. He gripped her thighs tightly as a reaction to her sweet water mouth sucking.
Teacher Rosie looked at Das for a second as he closed his eyes for a deep moment... but she continued her lecture like nothing happened. In that one-hour lecture, Sheela dropped her pen three times. Hard thing is Das stick is still standing without any fatigue.
"I need to release the syrup; it will be painful if I hold on for longer times." Das wrote the sentence on his text book and showed it Sheela who is still pumping his little brother like an eternal warrior.
"Wait... the class will be over in five more minutes." Sheela showed the written text on her note book. Das nodded his head as a reply. Later, the class teacher discussed about the final exams before leaving the class room.
Das fallowed the teacher and came outside the class room. Shorty, Sheela also stepped outside without leaving any hints. Das directly entered inside the rest room in the corner. Sheela fallowed him with a straight face.
Even though many people saw them going towards the rest room... No one doubted their activity. Who would think that the ice queen of college is going for shaka-laka-boom-boom. That too Das had worst reputation in the college. n-(OVELBIn
Das scanned the surroundings with his special vision... before entering inside the ladies' rest room. Just as he entered, Sheela dragged him inside a closed toilet room and bolted the door in a flash.
"We only have five minutes... what should I do?" Sheela asked as she tied her hair into a bun.
"Five minutes is really short..." Das replied in a complaining tone.
"Just five minutes... the next class teacher is baldie. He won't allow inside if we late for class." Sheela replied in a hissing tone. Das put on a pitiful face to convince her... five minutes is really short as he expected to at least see her wet cave.
"Tell me fast... I will do what ever you ask!..." Sheela replied while touching his cheeks like she is begging him. Das immediately thought of an idea. He sat down on the toilet seat and gestured her to kneel before him.
"It will be little forceful... are you ok with it...?" Das asked while staring right into her eyes.
"Yes... anything for you. But only five minutes." Sheela replied with sweet smile. An evil smile appeared on Das face after listening to her reply.
"Then close your eyes and open your mouth little wider." Das said as he prepared for water melon dance. He directly inserted his ninety-degree shaft inside her mouth.
Das did not let her suck it... he held her head with both hands and started moving her head against his enlarged antenna.
Sheela did not have a chance to take full breath as her head is moving like a machine gun... while rubbing his bullet casing.
Gawk... gawk...gawk...
Her throat started making weird sounds. As Das is in a sitting position, her head is directly on top of his brother... In his upgraded palms, Sheela's head looked like a small musk melon. (Ignore: Imagine Thanos and Gamora heads). Even though Das is forcing her, Sheela held on to it without complaining...
Finally, after four minutes of intense machine work, Das released the baby making syrup all over her face. Like an obedient girl she closed her eyes and let the waterfall on her face. Most of the liquid stayed on her dimples.
She also cleaned his nozzle before asking him to leave for class room. As Das left outside, Sheela cleaned her face neatly... before leaving she also cleaned her wet cave. After checking her face in the mirror, Sheela also walked inside the class room.
"Are you ok...?" Das asked as she sat beside him calmly without saying a word.
"Yeah... my head is spinning a bit. Nothing to worry." Sheela replied while holding his hand. Das felt little guilty... Every time she is helping him without any complaints. Das thought he taking advantage of her.
"Sheela, tell me what you like... I will definitely do it for you. Don't think about money, ask me anything." Das asked trying to do some justice for her hard work.
"Haha... why are you asking? Did you become a rich man?... "Sheela asked with a sweet laughter. She thought Das is asking for fun.
"Nah... trust me. I have a lot of money now. So, tell me what do want the most?" Das asked with eager looks.
"Ok, if you really have money!... buy a big car. I'm not comfortable in the toilet." Sheela whispered in his left ear. She started giggling as Das is looking at her with a shocked face.
"Leave the car matter, ask anything for you." Das asked again after moment of laughter.
"My father is also rich man. So, you don't have to buy anything for me." Sheela replied as she stood up to greet the teacher who entered inside the class room.
"One day, I will give a big present." Das whispered with a sweet smile.
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Chapter 92 : Five Minutes (R18+)
Note: Thank you @Ironize97 for the positive review.
_
"It is larger than last time. Am I doing good?... or should I use my mouth?" Sheela wrote on the note book and showed it to Das. With a slight grin, Das wrote a reply on his notes and showed it to her.
"You are doing super good. How can you use mouth now?... teacher is looking at us." Das asked with a smiley symbol at the end.
As a reply to Das question, Sheela intentionally dropped her pen towards Das side and she bent down to pick up the pen. In the process of reaching her pen, she opened her mouth wildly and directly swallowed the stick deep inside her mouth.
She moved her head like a jerking machine and immediately got up with a pen in her hand. Das experienced a roller coaster ride in that short moment. He gripped her thighs tightly as a reaction to her sweet water mouth sucking.
Teacher Rosie looked at Das for a second as he closed his eyes for a deep moment... but she continued her lecture like nothing happened. In that one-hour lecture, Sheela dropped her pen three times. Hard thing is Das stick is still standing without any fatigue.
"I need to release the syrup; it will be painful if I hold on for longer times." Das wrote the sentence on his text book and showed it Sheela who is still pumping his little brother like an eternal warrior.
"Wait... the class will be over in five more minutes." Sheela showed the written text on her note book. Das nodded his head as a reply. Later, the class teacher discussed about the final exams before leaving the class room.
Das fallowed the teacher and came outside the class room. Shorty, Sheela also stepped outside without leaving any hints. Das directly entered inside the rest room in the corner. Sheela fallowed him with a straight face.
Even though many people saw them going towards the rest room... No one doubted their activity. Who would think that the ice queen of college is going for shaka-laka-boom-boom. That too Das had worst reputation in the college. n-(OVELBIn
Das scanned the surroundings with his special vision... before entering inside the ladies' rest room. Just as he entered, Sheela dragged him inside a closed toilet room and bolted the door in a flash.
"We only have five minutes... what should I do?" Sheela asked as she tied her hair into a bun.
"Five minutes is really short..." Das replied in a complaining tone.
"Just five minutes... the next class teacher is baldie. He won't allow inside if we late for class." Sheela replied in a hissing tone. Das put on a pitiful face to convince her... five minutes is really short as he expected to at least see her wet cave.
"Tell me fast... I will do what ever you ask!..." Sheela replied while touching his cheeks like she is begging him. Das immediately thought of an idea. He sat down on the toilet seat and gestured her to kneel before him.
"It will be little forceful... are you ok with it...?" Das asked while staring right into her eyes.
"Yes... anything for you. But only five minutes." Sheela replied with sweet smile. An evil smile appeared on Das face after listening to her reply.
"Then close your eyes and open your mouth little wider." Das said as he prepared for water melon dance. He directly inserted his ninety-degree shaft inside her mouth.
Das did not let her suck it... he held her head with both hands and started moving her head against his enlarged antenna.
Sheela did not have a chance to take full breath as her head is moving like a machine gun... while rubbing his bullet casing.
Gawk... gawk...gawk...
Her throat started making weird sounds. As Das is in a sitting position, her head is directly on top of his brother... In his upgraded palms, Sheela's head looked like a small musk melon. (Ignore: Imagine Thanos and Gamora heads). Even though Das is forcing her, Sheela held on to it without complaining...
Finally, after four minutes of intense machine work, Das released the baby making syrup all over her face. Like an obedient girl she closed her eyes and let the waterfall on her face. Most of the liquid stayed on her dimples.
She also cleaned his nozzle before asking him to leave for class room. As Das left outside, Sheela cleaned her face neatly... before leaving she also cleaned her wet cave. After checking her face in the mirror, Sheela also walked inside the class room.
"Are you ok...?" Das asked as she sat beside him calmly without saying a word.
"Yeah... my head is spinning a bit. Nothing to worry." Sheela replied while holding his hand. Das felt little guilty... Every time she is helping him without any complaints. Das thought he taking advantage of her.
"Sheela, tell me what you like... I will definitely do it for you. Don't think about money, ask me anything." Das asked trying to do some justice for her hard work.
"Haha... why are you asking? Did you become a rich man?... "Sheela asked with a sweet laughter. She thought Das is asking for fun.
"Nah... trust me. I have a lot of money now. So, tell me what do want the most?" Das asked with eager looks.
"Ok, if you really have money!... buy a big car. I'm not comfortable in the toilet." Sheela whispered in his left ear. She started giggling as Das is looking at her with a shocked face.
"Leave the car matter, ask anything for you." Das asked again after moment of laughter.
"My father is also rich man. So, you don't have to buy anything for me." Sheela replied as she stood up to greet the teacher who entered inside the class room.
"One day, I will give a big present." Das whispered with a sweet smile.
Chapter 92 : Five Minutes R18+ Note: Thank you @Ironize97 for the positive review. _ "It is larger than last time. Am I doing good?... or should I use my mouth?" Sheela wrote on the note book and showed it to Das. With a slight grin, Das wrote a reply on his notes and showed it to her. "You are doing super good. How can you use mouth now?... teacher is looking at us." Das asked with a smiley symbol at the end. As a reply to Das question, Sheela intentionally dropped her pen towards Das side and she bent down to pick up the pen. In the process of reaching her pen, she opened her mouth wildly and directly swallowed the stick deep inside her mouth. She moved her head like a jerking machine and immediately got up with a pen in her hand. Das experienced a roller coaster ride in that short moment. He gripped her thighs tightly as a reaction to her sweet water mouth sucking. Teacher Rosie looked at Das for a second as he closed his eyes for a deep moment... but she continued her lecture like nothing happened. In that one-hour lecture, Sheela dropped her pen three times. Hard thing is Das stick is still standing without any fatigue. "I need to release the syrup; it will be painful if I hold on for longer times." Das wrote the sentence on his text book and showed it Sheela who is still pumping his little brother like an eternal warrior. "Wait... the class will be over in five more minutes." Sheela showed the written text on her note book. Das nodded his head as a reply. Later, the class teacher discussed about the final exams before leaving the class room. Das fallowed the teacher and came outside the class room. Shorty, Sheela also stepped outside without leaving any hints. Das directly entered inside the rest room in the corner. Sheela fallowed him with a straight face. Even though many people saw them going towards the rest room... No one doubted their activity. Who would think that the ice queen of college is going for shaka-laka-boom-boom. That too Das had worst reputation in the college. n-OVELBInDas scanned the surroundings with his special vision... before entering inside the ladies' rest room. Just as he entered, Sheela dragged him inside a closed toilet room and bolted the door in a flash. "We only have five minutes... what should I do?" Sheela asked as she tied her hair into a bun. "Five minutes is really short..." Das replied in a complaining tone. "Just five minutes... the next class teacher is baldie. He won't allow inside if we late for class." Sheela replied in a hissing tone. Das put on a pitiful face to convince her... five minutes is really short as he expected to at least see her wet cave. "Tell me fast... I will do what ever you ask!..." Sheela replied while touching his cheeks like she is begging him. Das immediately thought of an idea. He sat down on the toilet seat and gestured her to kneel before him. "It will be little forceful... are you ok with it...?" Das asked while staring right into her eyes. "Yes... anything for you. But only five minutes." Sheela replied with sweet smile. An evil smile appeared on Das face after listening to her reply. "Then close your eyes and open your mouth little wider." Das said as he prepared for water melon dance. He directly inserted his ninety-degree shaft inside her mouth. Das did not let her suck it... he held her head with both hands and started moving her head against his enlarged antenna. Sheela did not have a chance to take full breath as her head is moving like a machine gun... while rubbing his bullet casing. Gawk... gawk...gawk... Her throat started making weird sounds. As Das is in a sitting position, her head is directly on top of his brother... In his upgraded palms, Sheela's head looked like a small musk melon. Ignore: Imagine Thanos and Gamora heads. Even though Das is forcing her, Sheela held on to it without complaining... Finally, after four minutes of intense machine work, Das released the baby making syrup all over her face. Like an obedient girl she closed her eyes and let the waterfall on her face. Most of the liquid stayed on her dimples. She also cleaned his nozzle before asking him to leave for class room. As Das left outside, Sheela cleaned her face neatly... before leaving she also cleaned her wet cave. After checking her face in the mirror, Sheela also walked inside the class room. "Are you ok...?" Das asked as she sat beside him calmly without saying a word. "Yeah... my head is spinning a bit. Nothing to worry." Sheela replied while holding his hand. Das felt little guilty... Every time she is helping him without any complaints. Das thought he taking advantage of her. "Sheela, tell me what you like... I will definitely do it for you. Don't think about money, ask me anything." Das asked trying to do some justice for her hard work. "Haha... why are you asking? Did you become a rich man?... "Sheela asked with a sweet laughter. She thought Das is asking for fun. "Nah... trust me. I have a lot of money now. So, tell me what do want the most?" Das asked with eager looks. "Ok, if you really have money!... buy a big car. I'm not comfortable in the toilet." Sheela whispered in his left ear. She started giggling as Das is looking at her with a shocked face. "Leave the car matter, ask anything for you." Das asked again after moment of laughter. "My father is also rich man. So, you don't have to buy anything for me." Sheela replied as she stood up to greet the teacher who entered inside the class room. "One day, I will give a big present." Das whispered with a sweet smile.
