My cock and cunt freely available under the table.. in a dark corner... or out in the parking lot bent over the hood of a car.. and maybe a tall thin ...lack dude with glasses follows us out to the parking lot because he's been watching us.. and he knows that you're feeling me up under the table.my eyes have met his while you've been stroking my cock making me work to hide the waves of pleasure that are pulsing through my body.You've been watching Him watching me. He's been watching the flush. When I first moved in with the host family, I appreciated how beautiful Chandigarh women are. This lady is 52 and married to a guy thrice my age and had two kids. Even though I liked her so much, I did not think I had a chance. During the day the husband goes to work and she stays home. About three days into my stay, she asked if I need any thing and I told her I need to buy a few things from the supermarket. We went together and had lunch and during our shopping trip, our bodies rubbed and she. The only reasons that I haven’t so far are that it could be perceived as leverage for some kind of blackmail on my part and it would perhaps turn me from a teacher’s pet into a mortal enemy of them. Perhaps I’ll just wait and seduce them when I’m eighteen instead. I’m not sure. Time enough to decide on that.In any case, I’ve got some new friends. That is just as well, because most of my old friends rejected me when they learned that I’m dating Demy. Yes, it’s official. Demy’s my boyfriend and I. One day Dee, Debbie, found out.’ ‘That was the night you came home saying that someone tried to rob you,’ her husband said. She nodded. ‘I wasn’t lying either. But it was Debbie trying to steal my high.’ She grinned ruefully. ‘I never saw her again after that, until she came waltzing into our lives 10 years ago.’ She smiled, taking her husband’s hand and kissing his palm gently. ‘I kicked the habit because of her, because of both of you, all of you.’ ‘At first, I wanted to provethat I didn’t.