She is not that good looking but her body is very hot. She used to call me bhaia. I was very professional so i never looked at her with lust. She was ...lso had an affair with another boy. But that boy didn’t care about her. She was very depressed about it and some time’s share her sad story with me. One dream had changed our relationship. One night I had a hot dream. I saw that I am pulling off Priyanka’s shirt and suck her beautiful juicy boobs. I was very surprised when I woke up. I had to. After class one day, I knocked on his office door and he called for me to enter. I turned the knob and pushed the door open. ‘Hi Professor Jansen,’ I said, closing the door behind me. I took the seat across from his desk and sighed. ‘Lindsey,’ he said before I could say anything else. ‘I know why you’re here.’ He leaned forward at his desk, folding his arms and looking across at me, over the rims of his glasses. ‘You’re a very bright girl, I know that. But your test scores are low in my class. Taking no chances this time, you occupy my hands, placing a drink in each before you climb across. Smiling down at me sensuously as you too-slowly make your traversal. I rest my head back against the seat and watch, behaving myself as you work your way across me. Our conversation ironically veers into the banal now as we try to fit the puzzle pieces of our separate lives together into something that might make sense. It’s immediately obvious that it won’t work out.The closest thing we have is. I panicked. I let her down. Ah hah, gotcha. She moved away from me once again, but I quickly grabbed her. This time I was facing her and I had her around her waste. I was caught up in the moment, absolutely no sexual thoughts in my mind, and she suddenly moved toward my face and kissed me. I didnt pullback. I wanted her so bad at the moment that I didnt know what to do. When she pulled back, I didnt move. I looked her in her eyes. Did that make you happy? That makes me very happy. She smiled.