I watched him convulse each time my tongue reached the tip. My other hand cupped his balls, gently massaging them. They felt like moist soft fruit cov...red in long course hair, they seemed to melt in my hand as I caressed them. "You are sooo cool," he said. I firmly gripped the base of his cock as I continued to lick him exploring the full length of his shaft. My pussy was now drenched with my own juices as my excitement grew. I finally got up the courage and wrapped my mouth around the head. Nicole subtly jabbed me in the side. "Bow back, knucklehead," she muttered without moving her mouth. Hesitantly, I bowed back.Class started shortly after. At the start, everyone gathered in a line, sorted by level of experience. I went right to the end of the line, with no experience and no white suit. I found out later from Nicole that she ordered it with the sensei while I was off looking around before class began, and that it would arrive by next week.Once we were in the line, we did this. I am teaching in Delhi Primary School. I have one son who is 18 years old. My husband is a Principal and we married after I got pregnant in affair with my husband. We used to live together, as Delhi is a free city relative to other parts of India.My fantasy is so secret and shocking that it would remain a secret if I don’t write here anonymously, my all time favorite writer who always gets my pussy wet when I read his stories. Then only I decided to confess and write to this writer and here is. I thought we'd jump right to makeup, but she wanted to get our hairstyled first which I gladly went along with. For me, she pulled out acurling iron which she, wrapped my extensions around one large piece at atime and held for a moment, and when she pulled away a large beach curlwould be left behind. She alternated between forward and backward curls,and at the end, after swishing my hair all together, I had a head full ofbeautiful blonde loose curls which gave my hair dimension I never.