Knowing that her children were being looked After by a family friend purposely in the out skirts of the Chennai city, she relaxed for a couple of hour... before to look glamorous & relaxed. By the time six o’clock came around, everything was in place, and she was looking forward to having a drink. Her husband Kishore came in at six thirty winding up his office early for the day, and informed her she could expect the first guest at around eight. Then seeing everything was ready, he poured himself. Of course, we kissed and licked wherever we dried, and both giggled that this was making us both horny again. Down stairs, we opened a bottle of provenç,al rosé,, and prepared the prawns with garlic and ginger, and a salad with French dressing. Over supper, dressed in only knickers and shirts, we chatted and giggled away, until Alison said to me. Thinking back to our love-making, it would have been really erotic to have witnessed what the two of us were doing. I adore how Alisons. I stared up at her in that position as she rode me, mouthing the phrase, “I want to fuck you so bad."All I could do was nod my head like an idiot muttering the phrase, “you can do whatever you want," as though I were hypnotized. My muse grabbed both my hands and held them to the side, then she inched her right tit closer and closer to my mouth. For some reason, I was still trying to be respectful. I kissed her nipple at first, but when it kept coming back I knew she wanted more. I swirled my. ." You meekly reply with your head down."Yes what girl?" The teacher is becoming impatient with you."Yes Sir." You submit to his authority with what he wants to hear. Mr Hodgkinson loves to hear the word Sir, especially from his female pupils."Good! Now sit down Brittany, I have some work for you to do."You sit down nervously, keeping your eyes on Mr Hodgkinson all the time, watching what he does, awaiting further instructions. After what seems like an eternity, he hands you a slip of paper.