As my wife’s carrying , she’s at her home these days.One of my cousins , stays with me nowadays and she wants to pursue her engineering.She’s is...damn poor at Mathematics.In spite of repeated counseling , I failed to ignite the spark!This made me think of joining her in special classes with a private teacher.I enquired in my locality and found one next to my road.Here comes the beauty named Riya.I contacted her and fixed my appointment on Friday evening.On Friday evening, I went to meet her at. But let’s face it, even the bed is optional, there are plenty of places for us to fuck our brains out. I close the door and step behind you pulling you close to me and wrapping my arm around you and pulling my face into the nape of your neck inhaling your intoxicating aroma. I reach up and cup your breasts and fondle your nipples through you shirt. Soon I am rolling them between my fingers and pinching them as they become harder. ‘Oh god, yes,’ you moan to me, and i pinch them harder and then. The way she walked, the way she stood with her head tilted as she listened to the answers from the students, everything was done with the glory of dance like waves.When she turned around to write something on the board, Hector could imagine the smoothness of her skin beneath the folds of her skirt. It may be considered an overgrown fantasy of Hector but he often even drifted off to sleep many a nights with her vision in his eyes. Although his dreams were not erotic but he always saw close-ups. Well as the author I can change all that. Once again I've decided to tell the story from her point of view.It was becoming a regular thing, one afternoon a week Mel, would come over and we would enjoy each other's bodies. We would use either Winston, my eight-inch vibrating dildo with all its straps, or Python Mel's eighteen-inch double headed dildo. Using Winston was a power trip for me, strapped to my groin I could thrust into and control Mel's naked body and I was beginning to understand a.