Then change and come to teach me. She taught me for very few time for 2-3 days. Then i started going a bit late i.e after everyone leaves. She used to...teach me with full dedication and i was also trying to understand the topic. I used to feel like going and watching her while changing as the door used to be open. But she was my teacher. So I controlled myself.After few days she stopped changing her clothes and used to teach me in the same night dress. The dress she used to wear were of. She had curves in all the right places, full lips, ginger hair reaching to her mid-back, a freckled face and green eyes. You always liked her company, she was one of the few that were kind and friendly towards you. "Ahh... I don't really know, what should I do?" Well why not visit the Brothel?" The quenstion shocked you, not due to the question itself, but because it came from her, a woman. "Probably not that bad of an idea, although things like that aren't what I care for."It's not that you. I whimpered and whined as I lowered my ass even more and his head slipped into me. I pain was so intense at first but subsided as I slowly took more of him up my ass. I felt so full and satisfied with him inside me. It felt so natural, so right to be fucking him. It felt like having his huge cock inside was were I was supposed to be. I now had both hands on his chest as I moved my ass up and down him. I rocked hips slowly back and forth and felt the fullness of his erection. My own cock was. . kuch der baad 2fingers andar daal di aur clit ko bhi apni tounge se chaat raha tha aur bahut hi hot hogayi thi aur jor se saasein le rahi thi aur kuch hi der me woh jhad gayi woh bahut khush dikhai de rahi thi..lekin apni game complete nahi hua tha.Main utha aur apni pant uteri maine uska haath apne shorts ke andar dala usse pata tha kya karna hai usne dheere se meri shorts uteri aur mere cock ko stroke karne lagi. Maine usse chusne ko kaha toh usne mana kar diya.. maine kaha tumhe achcha.