Gently I rubbed her as she moaned spasmodically as I rubbed her, taking the time I slipped a couple of fingers into her wet cunt, she moaned again.Alt...rnating between her hole and her clit it was obvious by her body movements and her breathing that she was close to cumming. Rocking her on my hand she groaned as I finger fucked her, then after a tense minute she squealed out as my hand became wet, she’d squirted, and I rubbed her a little more and then stopped.She looked at me and whispered a. Just like he had no resistance to nylons, she had no immunity to James’ handsome looks and disarming smile. They quickly got to know each other over a few beers. James found out her name was Monica, she was in her second year in UCLA’s medical program, was originally from the Sacramento area and recently broke up with her boyfriend who’d she just texted to tell him she was going to block his number. It wasn’t long before James and Monica were making out, chalk it up to the alcohol or the. She took deep breaths and hoped he would not do anything more and fortunately he did not. Aamir just picked up the papers and left.“Phew! That was close,” said Prof Jayant wiping the sweat off his brow.“Sir…maybe we should do this some other day, “ suggested Induja but Prof Jayant wasn’t listening. He lifted Induja off her feet and put her on the bench. He pushed her saree all the way up to the waist and pulled out her panties.“Your pussy smells good,” said Prof Jayant continuing from where. So I instructed her to keep a diary and to note everyday how much time she spend in boots. Also I called her from time to time to check if she indeed wore her boots and had the rule that she had to wear her boots at the time I came home. I noticed she was a bit frightened to wear the boots at home at times I was not there, so in the first weeks she only trained in the evening. Soon she got more familiar with the boots, so she started to wear them also during day. Training was very simple: walk.