“All right, class, Today, we will—” He stopped mid-sentence as he noticed me. I felt his eyes on me as they ran up and down my figure. I went an... sat in my seat. I could feel his eyes following each step I took.Throughout the class, I felt his gaze on me. The lecture finally finished and everyone walked out. I was also about to step out when I heard his deep voice call for me.“Miss Winters, please step back and close the door,” the professor said in his deep voice.I closed the door behind me. Her body was toned and tight. Her firm, perky breasts swelled and subtlety changed shape as her chest heaved. She unwrapped the towel from her hair and threw it at me. She turned around and walked away from me as she hissed, "My bedroom is this way." My cock twitched and grew painfully hard as I stared at her gorgeous, tight ass wiggle away from me. I followed her. Amber turned around, lifted her arms over her head, and placed her hands on the head of the door frame. She grinned as she stared. First day was normal , at night i slept in one room and my aunt in anotherBut at mid night the fan in her room was spoiled so she came to my room to sleep . She then woke me up and asked me to give some place to sleep as the fan was spoiled in her room . Due to the spoiled fan she was full of sweat and as she didnt wear any inner her night gown was stuck to her tits and the big round tits with small nipples on them were clearly visible to me by seeing those my cock was erect . I thought of. Even with all this, Attia and her mother continued with their practice of swordplay. Penelope, nearing fifty, had slowed down a step or two giving Attia the advantage of her quickness. Instead of using the wooden weapon to slash her mother's side, she slapped her on the ass with the flat of the wooden blade. It stung and Penelope became angry but she recalled doing that to her daughter back in Spain when Attia was a young teen. It seemed amusing then but not now that she was on the receiving.