Now, he is fucking all his teachers, including his head mistress” I told her.Bahkti smiled” I am not surprised. He is so handsome and we trained h...m so well in the art of fucking, no wonder his teachers are clamoring for his cock” she said.Here is what Rajiv had written….Dear Shweta Aunty,How are you and Bhaktiji? I really miss you and your very wet cunts and hard fucking.For first one week I was very depressed in Hostel. I was of course, home sick, but more than that I was fuck sick. Daily I. I laughed and told him about our sexual fantasy." You what? You told him that you used his name in our lovemaking? How stupid could you get? Why would you tell him such a thing?"Again, I realized I was the one who started it. I was only reaping what I sowed. I knew I was blaming her when half the guilt was mine. I guess I was trying to deny my guilt and face the truth. But still, I didn't think it was something she should have shared."It just came out. He laughed and started in touching me. I decided to let my suspicions ride. Iknew was quite safe with Billy to protect me.Our first stop was a lingerie boutique that catered to all tastes. Theyeven had a special tailoring department that made bespoke underwear.Betty had told me she knew Molly the owner well. She introduced me toher friend as I selected some stuff to try on. Molly recommended somestyles and I took them to the changing booths were I drew the curtainsand stripped naked. The bra cups all fitted satisfactorily but I. ” She leaned over the table again and this time I definitely saw her nipple start to slip out the shirt she took her shot and broke pretty well. She stood up and adjusted her shirt and smiled at me. “I think you will do just fine.” She didn’t get any balls in so I took my shot. She stood at the opposite side of the table and had her pool cue resting imbetween her big tits. I totally wiffed my shot and was quite upset with how easily I was being distracted. We played a couple of games and she.