Melinda was about as strong in English classes as I used to be in Math classes. (Basically, I sucked at Math.) So she hired me to help her improve her...essay writing. For a few weeks one semester, I used to meet this girl every Saturday morning at the college library and tutor her for about an hour and a half, sometimes two hours.One Saturday, I woke up and reached over for Carla's warm buns on sunny display beside me. Then I remembered it was Saturday and I had to meet Melinda. I groaned,. And maybe it was due to weird thought I got. But these coachings were short as it was just one of our subjects. Rest of the time, I used to be in the room of Puja (yes, she had her own room, with a computer and a TV too) where I could take my Burqa off and lie down on bed with her. We used to chat freely and even about sex too; although I used to be on the learning side. I went to Puja’s house for joint study and saw Puja alone at home. She took me to her room and after I got rid of the Burqa. .’ ‘Well’, Amy said, ‘you have two choices. First, you have just about enough time to go back to your room, get your swim suit if your modesty so requires and get back here before I get in the tub. If you aren’t back though before I get in the tub, you are locked out.’ ‘And the second choice’ I asked? ‘Well, regardless of what you do, I do not intend to wear a bathing suit. I am going to relax and enjoy myself and will not ruin that feeling by wearing clothing. I want to feel the bubbles all. My own breath caught in my throat as I saw my wonderful wife take the tip of a immensely thick, 10 inch long, baseball bat of a cock in her mouth and try to force the rest down her throat. I found a new respect for my wife at that moment, even if it was someone elses dick in her mouth. James must have loved it also because he shoved her roughly onto her back and, once again, thrust that enormous rod into the tiny pussy that I had believed was only mine. My hand was just barely touching my dick.