The demands for him to plough his fingers into her cunt are right at the tip of her tongue. His digits trace from her ass and over her twat. But they ...o not push inside and instead follow the contours of it. His fingernails edge over her smooth mound then applying a one-eighty, they circle back toward her tight, little hole. His finger again begins to rub in circles over the puckered entrance, increasing pressure until the tip slips in. Rory groans loudly, unconsciously pushing her ass out. From then on I knew I had to get to know her so that I can fuck her.So I started slowly. Helping her with books. Talking to her in private. Chat with her. Make her laugh and what not. But she never seemed to pick up the vibe. Eventually I gave up on her. I stopped talking to her and chatting with her. She finally approached me and asked what was wrong and I told her nothing.One day in class she got my attention again. She dropped some chalk and turned around, bent over and picked it up. The. Finally I could hear her voice, catching her breath as she said, “Thank you rahul. I needed that a lot! How about you? Would you like to cum for me?””Not right now haseena”, not like this I said calmly. “Tell me where you live, I will come “.She gave me her address; I quickly showered and put on jeans and a shirt. I knew the area where she lived. I left for her place, while driving I began to think, how had this happened? She is 52 and I am 35, for the past two months we had, chatted, then. You were too young to cum, but she said you seemed satified, and she held you for the rest of the night." I was speechless. "How long have you know about this?", I asked. "Lori told me right after it happened...she though it was very special and very innocent." I told her I didn't know what to say, to which she replied, "That wasn't the only time in your young life that happened." "What do you mean by that?", I asked. She said, "You were staying at my house one weekend when everyone else was.