Maybe due to fear of something. I don’t know. So it was around 7 pm and everything was almost done with all those boring speeches and games. The onl... arousing event was a group dance in which obviously Pooja was in. Everyone was literally fucking her with their eyes that’s it.So finally everything came close to the end. It was dinner time arranged there only. I grabbed something and was searching for a table when I saw Pooja sitting alone. It was darkish in the place as it was a kind outdoor. I started to have sexual fantasies about my milf teachers. My mallu physics teacher Beena was not exempted. She was probably the most underrated sexy chick in the whole staff room. I couldn’t help myself. I would rush to the college bathroom after the class to jerk off thinking about her. Beena was about 34 years old and she was a fucking milf. She had features similar to Malayalam actress Manju Warrier. Beena’s ass and thighs were a sight of heaven watching while she shifts her weight from one. He wondered whether he should have asked her to shave when he saw how hairy her pussy was, but decided to save that for later.The lights were on in the living room, and there was a risk, however small, that someone might be able to see what was going on in there. That was a thought that turned Robert on, having his wife masturbate while someone else might be watching. Now she sat there, legs spread, her hand working between them and her eyes locked to his as she moaned and bit one of her. The conference room was completely silent as they were all listening to Gregory’s story.“Ellen volunteered to be her anchor,” he said, smirking as he saw the shocked reactions of some people, “It seems that they had known each other already for quite some time.”“So,” a man suddenly spoke up, “Pam had been in those jars for how many years?”“25 years,” whispered Jasmine with a shudder.“No wonder she was so desperate,” Rus replied gruffly, “but I can’t imagine being injected into an unknown.