However, we couldn’t refuse her as she was our teacher. She told her address to us and asked us to come around 7 in the evening. Her home was around...3-4 km from the college. So at around 6.30 pm, I called my friend to ask where she is. Unfortunately, she replied that she cant come with me to teacher’s home as she had an important work at home and she requested me to go alone. I was really pissed at my friend for not coming with me. Anyway I decided to go alone and I reached my teacher’s. She stiffened, but she did no move away. She just sat there, her sari wrapped around her tightly, as if it was a fortress, and her eyes more interested on the pale floor of the room. A short, dull laugh unconsciously escaped the old man’s lips. He was so much filled with excitement. He brought his mouth close to her face and breathed, “From today, whatever you need for him, just ask me. Okay?” She did not say anything. She moved her face slightly away from him, as if he had bad breath. But he. I felt feminine and beautiful, delicate and precocious; Of course, back then I did not know I felt those things, but what I felt (and what I remember to this day) was the simplistic joy of being a girl playing dress up.To use the little princess dress I had to take off all the clothes, then my sister helped me take off my clothes, also my underpants, and then she started to dress me, after tickling my cock and my balls, she put me panties roses with lace, pink stockings also with lace, and then. Finally she couldn't stand the itch anymore and she dipped a finger into her reddening pussy.Just then the door opened and Juan walked in. Susan looked up with dilated eyes and smiled. Thinking to herself in her d**g induced haze, "I have to win him over." Juan smile down at her and seeing a finger knuckle deep in her own pussy Juan said, "Here is my lover." "Sweet Susan, I can see that you are feeling fine after our afternoon fuck. Ready for more?" Susan responded "Yes! You made me feel like I.