We had 1 male teacher and 2 female teachers who would be accompanying as guides and instructors. One of the female teachers was in her late 40s and th... other one was the queen of this story. Her name was Subha. It’s been two years since Subha Miss had started as our English teacher. She used to teach in school and also in junior college. She is around 24 years at the time of this incident.Our college has the tradition of teachers wearing sarees. In the very first week of her joining, students. I heard some one knocking at my door. I went and saw it was suja aunty.. she said sorry and asked me if I could do her a favour. I agree and she called me to her house. Her children had gone to the tuition, and so I was their in her house.. she asked me to help her to take a vessel from the loft in the kitchen , I too agreed and got up on the stool to reach for the vessel. I was wearing only a lungi and I forgot to wear my undies when she called me to her house. I stepped up on the stool and. I love anal and everything about sex, referring to my ass and my anus. Top of it all, without false taboos. From a very young age I discovered the strong smell of my asshole, running my finger over my sweaty ass and smelling it. It made me wet and masturbated, but I thought it was crazy. This friend explained to me that some a****ls use the scent of these glands to sexually attract partners. And they work. But in the human being they are rudimentary and are no longer used for that. But, as. He was perfection to her. Her fingers brushed across her pussy. Her mind felt like it was burning, her breath came shorter.Turning her attention to her mind's perfect man, her hands rubbed along the outside of labia. Her body was beginning to show a slight sweat, glowing like the moonlight shining off of fresh snow. She could feel her oncoming orgasm as her fingers flew up and down her cute slit. Lost in her passion, her hands moved of their own accord. They teased, tugged, and finally zeroed.