This was ground zero for my entire existence. Eat up, John! Dinner is served! Filet mignon on the menu! The musk coming from her cute little slice was...amazing. I dove in like a deep sea diver searching for treasures. Rhythmically, I began licking, kissing, sucking and tongue fucking her. It wasn’t long before she was screaming from the Himalayas. “Oh fuck, John!” She gripped the seat of the stool as her entire body went into convulsions. After she was finished she looked down at me and stroked. I slap my wet cock against her ass and lift her hips up, guiding my cock back inside of her until my hips are against her big ass. Starting off slow, I give her long, slow thrusts, gradually picking up the pace until I’m slapping against her butt hard, turning it red with each aggressive smack.She arches her back and pushes her ass into me.“Uh, god, fuck me,” she cries, reaching underneath and rubbing her pussy, “you’re so good, baby.”I continue assailing her pussy, my breathing getting heavy. Wet body with water flowing all over her body. Wet hair and lips. She has this mindblowing face and lips that anyone would fall for. Till that day I dint have any naughty thoughts towards her but everything changed with that one incident. She was the heroine for most of my masturbation fantasies from then on. I would fuck her brains off in my dreams.Years passed and it was during my second year ug that the main incident happened. I came back to home during my semester holidays and I decided to. There was a separate room for the class with a small whiteboard at her home where she taught tuitions. It’s a small room with 8 chairs, one big table, and a board. The first row is really close to madam. There is no much distance like classroom. I liked the closer view at her while she taught me. Her hips and navel were visible from the side and very tempting for me.She took a class for an hour and asked if I had any doubts. I had few so I asked her. She came close to me and sat on the handle.