While most of her tentative masturbatory fantasies involved hot older boys from school, and the occasional young male teacher, she experienced more an... more thoughts of her young, female classmates. Cass was fascinated with the feminine form, both her own and other girls. It was one reason shed tried out for the cheerleading squad. Thoughts of frolicking in the school showers with her teammates had worn out more than one set of batteries on her repurposed toothbrush. Shed never dared try. Nothing new about that. The difference was Jenny being almost giddy with romantic love while I worried her future husband, a shy, low-energy brainy nerd, just wasn’t the right man for her.That time, she’d come in calmly, closed the front door, and as usual, hung her purse on the door knob so she wouldn’t forget it when leaving. By the time we met in the middle of the room, the silky blouse we both loved to feel during sex was thrown open, revealing those delicious breasts. Once again I kissed. I was thinking it was of their kids first Christmas, but recall seeing a 2009 first Christmas frame when I was snooping earlier. My judgement got the best of me, so I popped it in the DVD player on the dresser and sat down on the edge of the bed, unaware I was still clutching a pair of black panties. What came on the screen had me picking my jaw up off the floor. In poor lighting, typical of home movies, stood Sally, with long blonde hair. The video panned from her face down. She had on a. Smriti: sirrr… yeh kya kar rahe hai aap???Tutor: tum chup chap question pe dhyaan do. Tumhare exams aa rahe hai!!He unbuttoned he shirt.. now her complete naked front was visible.The tutor was unable to control himself and started caressing her body in pretext of wiping it.Tutor: tum bra nahi pehenti kya??Smriti: raat ko nahi pehenti sir!Tutor: hmmm… kaafi acchhe booobs hai tumhare… I’ll get you a sexy bra tmrw, a kind of in which you can sleep also.Smriti: iski zaroorat nahi hai sir..Tutor.