I slowly got up, took a large piece of cake and smashed it on Ramya’s face. She resisted. I overpowered her and ensured that I smash it all over her...face. She gave up her fight and started cooperating with me as I smeared the cake nicely and smoothly on her face. We both had got physically so close that there was hardly any gap between us.Now, it was her turn to smear the cake to my face. She took a fair amount of cake and started to rub it all over my face. I didn’t resit as I knew she. The path through the wooded area was slippery from the rain the night before, used condoms and discarded needles littered the path. The place has gone to shit lately, it was a dark and quite densely wooded area so the dealers tended to take it over at night, and of course with them came the hookers and teenage couples or teenagers just looking for a place away from their parents so they could fuck. I stopped a minute to send the text, retyping it twice as I tried to make the lie more. It was only Arpit and Mrs. Joshi at home. Sanjay came to teach Arpit as usual. Mrs. Joshi was wearing a sleeveless cotton gown. The gown had buttons in the front. Whenever she bent, the gap between two buttons widened to give a glimpse of her beautiful round breasts, half covered by the bra. Mrs. Joshi noticed Sanjay trying hard to take a peek at them. Mrs. Joshi asked Sanjay to give a 1 hour test to Arpit on math and come to a living room so Arpit can solve the problems without disturbance.. They looked at each other and she asked, “What do you mean?” He very gingerly explained that he thought he had seen her in a movie he rented and was curious. Whoever it was, was a very good actress and he’d watched it over and over.With no apparent negative judgment hanging over it, her husband confided that she had indeed done some acting “out of the mainstream”. The deacon swore that he would never tell anyone else and appreciated their candid response.He was single and about two thirds of.