I started at her feet slowly rubbing my hands up her legs and worked up to her inner thighs. They were so soft I could not help but grab my dick again...and jerk it some more as she continued playing with her pussy. She again started putting a few fingers in and then rubbing her clit. I could see she was getting more and more comfortable and said she liked the way I looked at her. I asked if it would be ok if I could smell her pussy a little while she rubbed and she said it was ok. I put my face. We didn’t break the kiss. After 5 minutes or so, we broke the kiss and looked at each other.She laid her head on my chest and punched my chest slowly.Maaya: You made me do this.I hugged her tightly, and it pained herMaaya: Ouch, not so tight.I again guided my lips to her mouth, and we kept kissing. Now my hands were all over her back. I slid my hand under her blouse and opened her bra. She stopped kissing. I kept my hand in her boy-cut hair and brought her face near mine and kept kissing. Thank you for responding to my earlier story with megha. Am back with another real story with my lecturer in BE.Let me introduce her to you. Her name is Devi (name changed). She is one of the lecturer in our BE course. She is from tamilnadu and right from day one we were close since even am a tamilian. We developed a good rapport with each other. We used to share our happiness and sorrow. About her looks, she was fair, bit bulky, juicy lips, bit butt since she had a son (5 years old). Her boobs. " If I can't get out of my contract, I will," Kalola agreed. "Lynn seems to like it."Lynn looked startled. "Hey!" she exclaimed, "that's right, isn't it? I hadn't thought of what I was doing as prostitution, but it sure is, now that you mention it. Well, what do you know? I've gone and promoted myself. Both for fun and profit, it beats teaching school."The girls spent the rest of the day on the beach, swimming, sunbathing and watching Ellen struggle valiantly with the art of surfboarding..