She had to be no more than 23. Her name was Ms. Megha Patel. Ms. Patel knew she was hot and did everything she could to drive all the horny 18 year ol... studs in her classes absolutely wild. She wore little skirts with thigh high stockings and those little black rimmed glasses that gave her that girl next-door look. The thing I like most about her outfits is the fact that she always wore them transparent enough where you could just make out the lines of her little skimpy panties. I would spend. She had a decent looking face but the body was just round from head to toe. Actually, she was shaped like a short barrel and was about as appealing as one. What saved her was her ability at the stove. When she got to work on a meal, magic happened. The other staff member was her daughter and everything Esmerelda was in the looks department Fernanda wasn’t. She was 19, at least 6 inches taller than her mother with long curly brown hair she normally had it tied up in a bun, striking green eyes,. Then i began to slide my hands inside the neck of her churidar. I felt her bra and finally her soft boobs in my hand. Now she had started to moan slowly at the same time whispering “no please”.After playing with it,i took out my hands and reached her buttocks. Again i slided my hands through her dress and at last reached the lace of her bottom. I untied it and it slowly fell downwards. Then i took her tops up and finally with a supreme effort, i managed to make her stand in her bra and panty. When we reached the finally room I jokingly said, "This must be your dungeon."She just giggled and told me that I will have to see when we get there. She kept the door locked to keep her teenage sons from going in there when she wasn’t home. She unlocked the door and asked if I was ready to see it. I said, "Sure why not."When she opened the door I was amazed to see that she had mirrors on the ceiling and all across one wall. I didn’t know what to say other then wow. She joked that she didn’t.