I bite at your shoulder, grip your neck and thrust, growing harder and faster. I nip and bite and growl into you like a beast, going deeper and faster...as your moans and shaking grows. I feel you clench again, startled by my ferocity and pressed against the wall, your leg fighting to get loose as I clutch on and continue, slamming into your mercilessly as you let out a strangled moan, your mouth open in a wordless cry. I push on, forcing my tired hips to continue and bring you all the way. .And to add the cherry on top, she was wearing nothing on top, her bare back was looking so smooth that it was hard to believe that she was the lady I was living with for so long, at that moment I could have died if anyone gave me the opportunity to run my lips through that bear back running down to her waist and the small gap between the waist and the point where the ass crack emerges. What I was seeing was unimaginable, and yes my cock was feeling the same. I have watched porn where girls. By now we were on our second bottle of Sancerre. I learned a lot about her – her tastes in film, theatre and books, her love of travel, wild times at university in the early 1970s with Sue – but she deftly changed the subject when I asked about her work. We had finished our main courses, but when the waiter inquired whether we wanted dessert, Helena asked for the bill. “Since you asked me out for dinner, I think you should pay,” she said smiling. “But, so I don’t feel too bad, I must insist. Mera kam ab sirf ‘checking’ rh gaya.Aap nahin samjhe ? College chhokriyon ke sharir ki ‘checking’ ka, ki vo khud koi yogasan, koi gymnastic position theek dhang se nikal bhi rahi ya nahin.Ek din school ki principal ne mujhe kaha ki school ki 20 taiyyarshuda ladkiyon ko ek dusre school ki ladkiyon ke sath compititon karwana h; mujhse vo boli ki ”aap ek-ek ladki ka dil lga kr muaayana kar len ki kahin uske sharir ki lachk-machk me kami to nahin, ye school ki ijjat ka sawal h”.Maine sab teachers.