I readily agreed and waited impatiently for 3:00 to come.At 4:00 that afternoon, I was again knocking at her door, my car being dutifully parked down ...he street from her house. Upon entering I took a seat at the kitchen table where there were test papers, answer keys, and an open beer waiting. She excused herself to go into the other room and I went to work on the papers and the beer. Halfway through the tests, she came back in and placed another can of beer in front of me. “Not too many beers. At that time I think she must have been early 50s. She was tall about 5”10 in flats. Her legs and other limbs were long and slender. Her hair and eyes dark brown. An attractive woman in her youth but her deepening facial lines and slight sagging betrayed her age. Hips were narrow and breasts were nearly nonexistent. I often wondered why she bothered to wear a bra. Her demeanor on first meeting struck most as cold and indifferent, stern even. I sometimes teased her that she missed her “calling”. Even in college and having just a handful of good friends, with no boy friends at all, Robin worried about her seeming total disinterest in men and often wondered if she were maybe gay, and although she never showed it, she was always more interested in being with the girls. While her friend Joan had always k**ded her that she was sexually repressed and just needed a good lay, Robin would just laugh and give the old "when I meet the right guy I'll know it" line. This had gone on for four years. He said, koi baat nahin. Abhi jitna hard rahenge yeh bhi utni hi masti se humse chudwayegi. He then with one stroke, pushed the panty downward and I was totally naked. I was felt with ashamed. They all took me to the bathroom. They filled the bathtub and put me into the bathtub. They all were rubbing my body with their hands very hardly. Akram started rubbing my boobs and Salman was rubbing my legs. Sohail started licking my lips. He said. Wakayee yaar. Bahut juicy hain. Bare mazedar hain. I.