Me indore me ek coaching me padta hun jahan kai ladkiya aati hai jinko dekhkar hi muth marne ka dil kare usi coaching me ladki padti thi jiska naam pu...va tha vo kafi sexy thi 36 26 34 par vo bahut bhaav khati thi ladko se vo bahut kam baat karti thi kai ladke us par line marte the jin me mai bhi tha jab maine us se baat karne ki koshish ki thi usne mujhse saaf keh diya ki me uske liye koi khwaab nahi dekhu par mene use Uske dosto ke samne propose kar diya jis se shayad vo mujhse impress ho gayi. I'll do whatever you ask. I comply, but please, don't betray me to the bandits outside. Help me! Tutor me! Show me what I must do!"I didn't budge. Instead, I was imagining her lying on her back, wriggling with discomfort as I coated her skin with pig's fat with the aid of a coarse horsehair brush, teasing the grease inside her cracks. Then, with this done, all that remained was to coax a dry hickory fire into life.I stroked the nun's tunic, angry at myself and annoyed at my weakness, consulting. Soon She’s pushing my face between her boobs. I kiss them on the top, naked part."You like them Ian ?" Them, and all other parts"I'm bulging. I finish unbuttoning her shirt, removing it, while she rummages through my hair, stealing kisses at one another. Then I put my hands on her tits. She shudders and twitches on my lap. I can feel the heat of her pussy through the panties. She can feel the nice bulge of my cock in my pants."Oh, Ian. Fondle my tits. Kiss my boobs. Make them hard"I caress her. I came to Bangalore next day and started receiving good morning msgs and I replied this continued for some time and after a few days we became closer in the messages which slowly started as the calls.I was sure that she had crush on me by the way the msge looked though she never expressed and I never forced to do that after a few days we stopped talking as she said that she is going away from Bangalore to her native and I wished her all the best and forgot about that as we were not into any.