I could reach his pants stud and released the jeans and tried to force his pants down to see his bulging hot cock and pubes. He wiggled his hips to ...ree them and they slid down, he had no underwear and his meaty cock was ready for my eager hands to fondle and stroke. His cock was warm and only a little moist compared to me, I was dripping. I licked my palm and lubed his shaft and rotated as I slid my hand up and down. At the sensation of silky gliding his face left my nipples and his mouth. And that made me come with drenching intensity.Then, at last, about three months ago, after a lesson at the end of a Thursday afternoon which I had struggled to follow (admittedly, mainly because she had been wearing those amazing tight grey slacks that clung to her hips and exposed the wide arch of her crotch), I lingered behind as the rest of class left, intending to ask her to clarify some points about the homework that she had just set. Miss Harper began to explain this, hesitated, looked. She took off her dupatta and put it on a dresser along with her purse, before standing on the mat. She put her hands on her waist as Raj approached her with a tape measure. He was intensely aware of her salty-fresh perfume coming from her smooth clean-shaved armpits mixed with her body smell as he stepped really close to her and measured her arm. He took her wrist and put her hand on his shoulder, standing an arm-length apart. Keeping one end of the tape secured at her wrist with his fingers. "Oh my god, my fucking god, I'm going to cum again. Yessssss, oh my un, uh, oh jesus, jesus, uh, ah, ah, oh oh fuck,oh my god!" she cried into the pillow as she orgasmed yet again. This time the stud pulled her up hard against his loins and grunted out his second nut deep into Mary. They both collapsed this time and the only sound in the room was the sharp intake of breath. I squeezed my hard tiny bit of manhood and my cum squirted harmlessly out onto the floor. Patrick pulled his.