I too opened my shirt and vest. While listening to her lectures I kept rubbing my dick over my pant. She was seeing it.I slowly started caressing her ...oobs over her saree. She was silent and I was enjoying. She started breathing heavily. I said mam enough of theory let’s do some practical. I pulled her on a lab table and pulled her petticoat down. Now she was in her pink lacy bra n panty. I was enjoying the view. Then I opened her bra n started licking her tit. I squeezed them so much that they. ?He smiled at himself in the mirror. Nineteen years old and what a fucking hunk! He loved the way his big fat dick pushed the crotch of the shorts out. The little cunts would get wet panties looking at that all right. The cunts had crushes on him almost automatically, and the boys idolized him in that boycrush way that kids do. Perfect for taking advantage of them. Not that Josh had to worry about that. Before he got his job as Head Counselor at Fuck Camp, he had had to pick up kids in secret. She was a widow and was heavily built even if she was of short height. I had always weakness for plump mature woman who have big boobs big belly big ass etc.The moment I saw her in my colony my mouth watered and my cock got hard dreaming about the various ways in which I can fuck her but how to get in touch with her was the problem as she was new in the colony her son was unmarried and live alone till her mother came along since she was alone in the house normally during the day time.I thought. Her baggage consisted of a jute back with old torn saris and some under garments. The same evening I took her to the market, bought her some decent saris and under clothes, took her out to a meal and we came home around 9 pm.“Where do I sleep master?” she asked. By then, I was determined that she will be mine and mine alone. “Where do you want?” I asked. It was November, and Delhi was pretty cold by then. “Wherever you tell me” she said, most coy. “ARE you sure?” I asked. “Yes; Whatever you.