Life in a boys’ hostel sucked and no interaction with girls over the past three years had made everyone there horny and frustrated. It also made us ...hy of speaking to girls as we used to stink of male lust. This made everyone focus their attention on our female teachers. Oh my God, what a relief to dicks there were! Our female teachers! Seeing them in sleeveless sarees showing some navel with some cleavage used to be such a relief to our aching dicks for some desperate action. One such boy was. ”“And that’s all it is?” She asked“Of course. Like I said I am not fit enough for much more. And you know your safe with me don‘t you?”“Well you have been very good I have to admit. Never taken advantage of the situation. And if I agree you wont call the police?”“If you agree I will have no need to will I?”“Just the odd grope now and then?”“Just as it say’s in the contract.”“Ok I don’t want any more problems so I will sign it. It can‘t be half as bad as would happen in prison I suppose.”“Good.. I was called lots of names and threatened with physical harm by some of the daintiest of women.Then in walked Carly. She is a trim 30 year old woman with curves in all the right places, a beautiful face framed by short deep red hair. She was immaculately dressed for the interview.I was shocked because she was a friend of my late wife, and I had never had any thoughts about her sexually. Her presence threw me - gone was my confidence and bravado. She sensed that I was struggling to interview. She used the base of his hard dick to stimulate her clit. The rhythm was steady but not overwhelming. Her arousal was building, and its product was dripping out of her and dripping on his cock. He pulled her down so that their lips could meet. There were no tongues this time, only their soft lips nibbling at each other. As they kissed, he let the head of his cock rest against her wet opening. He wasn’t pushing, and it didn’t seem like she was either, but somehow the head eased into her. She.