Since the height difference between us is just 2-3 inches, it was very comfortable for us to remain standing while lip locked.I slowly removed her sar...e and made her lie on bed. I removed my kutra-pyjama and lay on her left side. She was laying on back. I moved my right hand on her soft belly, and kissed her at same time. I kissed her on lips, cheek, neck, shoulder chest. I rolled my tongue on her cleavage, kissed her boobs from outside her blouse. She was moving her hands in my hair. I moved. 34-28-34, of which I couldn’t take my eyes off. We reached my home and got ourselves sanitized, and got down to talking different things. Although she is my student, she is just 5 years younger than me.It was nice to talk to her, and without controlling myself, I was touching her hair, cheeks, hands etc. She liked it and started touching my shoulders, face, and hair. I could sense the sexual tension building up in the room.Suddenly she said she wanted to hold me and do a romantic dance. I. I kicked off my shoes and stripped out of my shorts. My dick stuck up in the air as I stood before her.“Turn around and bend over the bed,” I said.She looked at me unsure, but did as she was told. When her good withered butt was spread before me, I leaned over and stuck my tongue in her vagina much to her delight. It was soaked. I lapped gently at her clit till she was near coming. Then I stood and placed my cock head at the entrance.“Oh my,” she said. “Shailu, can you do this? I’ve never. “Is this...” I jammed my cock back into her. “What you want?”“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she screeched in time with my merciless thrusts.She was so wet that her juices were squirting out around my cock. The sky blue sheets showed every drop as a dark spot – an ever-expanding abstract painting of carnal lust.My mental barriers collapsed with every passing second. I found myself grunting and growling as I watched her body rock from the furious assault. Her face reddened in the mirror. Her hair.