I sprinted to the staff room that had a sign saying DO NOT ENTER.(it was under maintenance a teacher told us.)As i snook in i was relieved to find no ...ork men and the lights off.I crept to the door and slightly opened it till i got a good view of what was going on inside.There was the teacher getting a blow job by the girl of my dreams.Rebecca was on her hands and knees with the teachers cock in her mouth.She was sitting there while he thrusted his hips backwards and forwards as he fucked her. She took me to the kitchen, and we had a quickie.I boarded my flight and reached Delhi. It was 8 in the night, and I got a room in a hotel in Aerocity. It was a cheap hotel. It seemed to be a place for sex trafficking as I saw many couples coming and leaving. I had a bath and was about to go to sleep when I decided to find someone on Tinder.I swiped right continuously and, within minutes, got matched to a 28-year-old prostitute. She was nearby, and I asked her to come to my room. She came to my. In Physics. At 44 years, I would say, she looked very young for her age, the prettiest face I know and a curvy body structure, not lean but at the same time you wouldn’t find any unwanted fat anywhere; And of course her dense long black hair, reaching just below her perfectly round bottoms. It was not straight, but silky and wavy, she had two short bangs of hair on the sides, which she keeps secured with a hair clip all the times when at work. Even though Deepa has long hair, it was no match. They jumped emotions from surprise to the slightest bit of heightened nervousness to disbelief to nasty accusation. I controlled my emotions with all of my effort and I watched as she tried to control hers. I watched as she willed her hammering heart to calm down, her heaving breasts to soothe down and bring her breathing pace to normal. She, stood there for a long silent moment and we watched each other. I was literally rejoicing a monkey dance inside, that I finally had her, before my eyes.