Not like many others that sat down and rocked back and forth. Samantha could truthfully ride. That's when she put her hands on my chest and started to...go faster. "Here it comes," Samantha smiled.Sure enough, as I tried to stop her from bouncing, Samantha fell forward, pushing my head between her chest. Then she slowly pushed one boob than the other around my head and then locked it in place with her arms."Holy fuck!" I said as Samantha paused it. There it was, my head was entirely between her. She was 23, had completed her D.Lib and was working in a college as a librarian. She was fair, thin weighing only around 50 kgs, but with a nice pair of boobs and arse. She was a virgin. She was doing a 9-3 job. Earlier we both were working in the same company while she was studying for her D.Lib. She was aware of my affair with Paru and were just friends. One day while I was going home in the afternoon, I found her standing at the bus stop and stopped my bike near her and said Hi. She. I don’t want you to build something in your mind that isn’t realistic.”“I think I understand. I try to be realistic in my thinking and expectations.” I said it but I didn’t think I would be successful in that try. I had high hopes. It would depend upon what happened in the future.We continued to see each other. Both of us were taking courses this summer. I wasn’t not sure about hers but mine were to head me into the MBA program into which I had been accepted. My parents were supportive of my. My wife Mohini was inspired by both this contribution and decided to go all around and pose as nude model exclusively for me. She decided to give me pleasant surprise on my birthday by posing in her birthday suit as my birthday gift.One day prior to my 30th birthday she went to famous book shops to purchase books on arts of nude photography. She selected couple of books & requested shopkeeper to gift wrap, she also brought latest digital camera as my birthday gift. Next day before I wake up in.