Most of the time, she would be simply in bra and panties of maybe some shorts and a tank top if she was cold. It didn’t matter to me, really, becaus... no matter what she was wearing I knew the sex was going to be mind blowing. She would lead me to the bedroom by the hand. After feeding me her tits and twat, she would give me that long slow fucking I so desperately needed. After sex we would plan dinner. Sometimes we would stay in. I would cook dinner and we would make out on the couch watching. So you sit here.She : HiI : How are you?She: I am good .How are you ?I : Busy ?She : No .I : hmmmShe : Tum yahan kaiseI : Just waiting for my batch for training.She : Oh so you are the trainer.I : Just got an opportunity to train a batch and working on it.My trainees walked in I said bye and gave a smile . She smiled back.After giving a break to my trainees . I walked out she was there .I passed a smile .She : Done with the training.I : yesShe : hmmm…trainer..niceSoon it became a daily practice. She stopped for a few moments when they turned her back over and she awaited the punishment she knew she deserved. She continued her prayers at the insistence of the male voice. Tears stopped coming as the world lit up beneath her blindfolds. There was no way to describe it, other than to say it lit up. She felt like she could see all around her, she could see the words, she could taste the truth in her heart. A smile came upon her face as beautiful release came to her. Not orgasmic release,. They were both bright and talented sixteen year olds feeling their way along the rutted relationship road.Conchita was startled awake when Tommy wheeled onto the dusty clay road that led to her house. She giggled and moved over so he could down shift.“I hope I didn’t drool all over you,” she said.Tommy made a production of checking to see if his shoulder was wet, then shot her a grin.“Not too bad, and I guess it’s okay, because I drool anytime I think of you,” he replied.His comment was the.