So coming on tothe story, it’s about a mom of my student and me. Now let me describe My sextutor first, her name is Sharda, She was born n brought u... in small city (town)even she was n in a town, she was very moderate and hungry for sex and sex it’sa true experience of my lifeChalo apka time waste naa karkeseedhe stori par aate hai,ye sab kuchh aaj se 6 saal pehle huaa jab maine apnagraduation complete karke competition exams ki prepration ke liye Agra me ekcoaching class join kar lee, during. Her voice had a slight waver as well.“I will buy those Louboutins for you, if you wear them while fucking me,” I said, glad I’d gotten that out on the table.For a moment she just looked at me. I was pretty sure a fairly unpleasant dismissal was coming. However, she didn’t say or do anything.In a quieter tone, she said, “do you think I’m a whore?”“No, a whore wouldn’t need a $900 pair of shoes as enticement. Honestly, I’m not sure it’s enough enticement for you, either. Tell you what. Think. The rest of the week was much the same. Isobel would drift in but then perk up as the mornings went on. Henry himself started to visit her; something he had never done previously. He was perturbed. She was looking wan and thin cheeked. He mentioned it to Merle who agreed."I don't think she's eating properly," she replied, "and she's not bothering to bring her lunch in any more. It always used to be quite a feast. You know, cold chicken or ham and salad and some fruit but I've never seen her eat. In bed ... and he was so loving and so giving, and cared so much about what I was feeling, I couldn’t stand it anymore and I told him about what we were doing.”She stopped. She looked tired. Bobby took over for her.“And that’s when I said I had a secret, and that she needed to know it, too, because I already knew I was going to try to keep it going,” said Bobby. “That’s when I told her I was in love with my sisters, and about what we’d been doing.”“Just like that?” gasped Julie. “You just told.