I enjoy helping the younglings out and already I was feeling like a father figure to most of them. Later on the day got more interesting starting with...a knock on the door. "Come in", I said. I heard the door open and closed not seeing who had enterred. My eyes were still glued to the many papers I'd been grading. . .badaahat me band karna bhool gaya tab bua ne kaha koi baat nahi wo to achha hua betiyaan collage gayi hai aur kisi ne tumko us haalat me nahi dekha warna mazaaq udaati aur ye kh kar wo fresh hone chali gayi aur main aagey ki radneeti banaane laga jab wo aayi tab maine kaha ki bua main nahaane ja raha hoonb aur fir waashroom me gaya aur saare kapde utaar kar nanga ho gaya magar mujhe nahaan kahaan tha so maine bahut jor se donga patka aur chillane laga tabhi bua bahar aayi aur boli ki beta kya. As we looked lovingly and lustfully into each other’s eyes, you arched your back. I laid a trail of soft kisses, down your chest. I flicked my tongue over your nipples, taking them in my mouth. I sucked and nibbled at them, as you bounced on my cock.My hands were on your ass, as I squeezed and parted your cheeks. I felt you milk my shaft with your vaginal muscles. I helped, you bounce on my cock. We were very close, ever so close.“Cum inside me baby give your seed, make me cum baby,” words that. At least not, as I've doneit a thousand times in the past. A lifetime of simple experiences werenow gone.As I went to do the obvious, her eyes followed and at the key moment --she scolded me; your new nails are NOT tools dear. Nor do you want tochip up your polish. Her mock disappointment dripped in her voice.She then smiled at me, clearly mischievously reveling in my apparentbut mild frustration. Figure it out was the direction. In hindsight, itwas kinda fun, exhilarating to be put to this.