Teach require me to shave my cunt totally smooth and I was not allowed to wear any panties. I was required to either wear thigh highs or garter belts ...nd stockings. No pantyhose. I was to pull my dress or skirt up so the hem was about half way between my knees and my cunt. I was to sit with my legs open so he could see up my skirt or dress to my smooth cunt. He liked it when I would wear a black garter belt with my suntan stockings. My cunt would stay wet and I was constantly in a high state of. I wanted to feel my hand against it, skin against skin, but his Superman jumpsuit got in the way."Michael baby, stand up."Superman stood, and I rose to meet him. I kissed him again and wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, untying the suit. As it fell to the ground, his penis sprang free, and I could see that it was huge.My own penis strained against my black panties as I sat Michael down on the sofa and knelt between his legs.I looked in his eyes, and with a little smile I asked him if. I was barefooted and wearing just a long tee shirt, so I'm sure I made hardly a sound as I traipsed into the kitchen. My eyes immediately found the door to the basement. The light was on downstairs and the door was slightly ajar. I crept past the little dining room table, towards our kitchen counter. I stopped at the counter, peeked through the doorway and caught my breath. From where I was standing, I could see the couch near the bottom of the stairs. Margie was facing towards me,. I asked her where we were going and she said, “To my place”.So, without informing Sneha, we booked a cab and went to Pooja’s flat. Pooja was staying there with her best friend. As we entered, she told her friend to go out for a walk and not to come back for at least half an hour.As soon as her friend left, Pooja locked the door, pushed me on the bed, opened the button of her tops and climbed on me and started kissing me. She placed her pussy on my cock and started rubbing it on my cock which.