I used to read lot of sex storybooks and masturbate at least two times in a day. My teacher, Lalitha was aged 32 was from Kollam. She was staying in o...r big house as a paying guest since she was a friend of my aunty since no body was there except my mother and me. All others were in various places with their jobs. She was from a middle class family. I was very poor in math and her subject was mathematics. She had got pressure from my mother that, to take math’s tuition for me. She agreed to. “Don’t be silly. Henry’s out of town for the weekend. You’re more than welcome to come in; we can have a glass of wine or something.”“Ah well,” I said, faintly registering her behavior. “I suppose…”I immediately felt completely out of place upon entering the house. While my family’s house was typically somewhat messy, and decorated with weapons, weed stuff, and all things brutal, badass and manly, the Lattimores’ house had a much cleaner and more dignified, upper-class look about it, covered. Then she calls out to your mother, thanking her and runs out through the front door. You get up yourself and duck your head out. There’s a little minibus there, and Ayu is just in the process of getting in it when a girl with sandy blonde hair and freckles leans out of the front passenger side window and spots you. She turns to Ayu, a teasing grin on her face. ‘Hey Ayu, that your boyfriend? I think he wants to say goodbye!’ Ayu turns around in surprise. She beams at you and waves. The blonde. I wasn't worried. She was going to go along, whether, at that particular moment, she knew it or not."Tiff, are you sure you want me to do this?" Asked an equally flabbergasted Mike.Tiffany turned to her boyfriend and, with her hands on his shoulders, turned on her lusty blast furnace."Sweety, I know you love me, and I also know how good you are. I want you to do this, for me. Now you just make sure to make me proud, baby." She wanted to bed Kirsten, but she loved Mike and didn't want sex.