She had started enjoying. She was caressing my hairs as I was licking her pussy deep. My tongue was inside her completely. I could feel her wet pussy....For the next 10 minutes, I was giving her complete pleasure of licking.Suddenly we both heard the voice of someone coming towards the washroom. We both rushed inside the toilet and locked it from inside so that nobody catches us. She said let others go but I was not in the mood to listen. I pulled her near me and started kissing her on lips.I. He looked me over, looked out at the car and said, "Get your things and come in."Now that the moment had arrived I was more afraid than ever. The look on his face didn't help. He despised me and he made no effort to hide it. For most of my life I have gotten by, at least to the degree that I have managed to get by, on looks and personality. Those things were not going to help me now. Nor would my sexuality, another tool I made frequent use of. Until last night I've never traded sex for favors.. Like always, I thought back to my first budding fantasies of my High School Biology teacher. And even after all those years I could come back full circle and fuck her like there would never be a tomorrow. I lingered just a moment on Mrs. Robinson's lips. And then she headed out, followed quickly by Gabrielle.I turned back to face my bed, where Marissa reclined seductively. She was as gorgeous as ever, and I felt a new stirring in my loins as I headed back to the bed."Got some of that for me?". Here is what she has to say,Nish and I knew each other from the day when a friend of mine is his client introduced me to him. When he was in Delhi, I had met him over a cup of coffee to be more comfortable with him before I could get a massage from him. Prior to meeting I did talk to him over phone couple of times. Once he went back, living with his memories when he had massaged me and still are in constant touch with each other through SMS, phone calls and chat. Hope to meet him very soon..