"What do you mean?" You keep looking at my legs and feet," she said with mock accusation. "That's not true!" I spat, shaking my head. Without thinking... my gaze fell to her toes, distracted by the way she kept flexing them back and forth, stretching the thin material of her black pantyhose. Each painted jewel seemed to dance with a hypnotic rhythm that held my focus as they rippled back and forth.She snorted through her nose. "I mean, you're doing it right now," she said with a tone that was. I reamed the cucumber so deep into me.I squirmed and moaned, fucking myself with the thick cucumber. The pressure swelled inside of me, keeping me humping and moaning as I watched their titties and pussies kiss. They were both so beautiful, panting beside me.I improvised Natasha. Like an actor would on stage. I improvised and made her into a delicious bimbo. I moaned, my toes curling. The friction of the bestest cucumber sending thick, cotton candy delight flowing through my body. It stuck to. All three of us were feeling nervous about the whole situation, but after a few drinks everyone began to relax, our tensions melting away, and soon we were laughing and joking together.Lisa complained that her feet hurt, and Doug volunteered to massage them for her. She responded by stretching out on the couch, with her back leaning against me and her feet in Doug's lap. While he rubbed her feet, I started kissing her neck and lightly nibbling on her earlobes. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw. Her name is Divya. I accepted and asked my class sir to bring her to me. Class Sir brought her to me only one day before the exam date. Then I explained her only the important models and I was able to create confidence in her that she can pass the exam. After writing the exam she made a phone call to me and said that she can secure a minimum of 60% marks in the exam and also said that the entire credit is of mine. On the next day she came to me. At that time I was alone in my home. Then I.