When I saw myself in the full length - a woman with a hard on - then I did cum. I was immediately ashamed, and couldn't wipe the red lipstick off my m...uth fast enough. That was the first time I stepped over the line. But definitely not the last. I had always been hypersexual; I used to get a hard on thinking about this one girl in my class. I imagined her naked and I was chasing her and whipping her. I should note that I was not like most of the guys of my age, in that I was very much a born. Her students were captivated by her curves. When I walked with her on the street all men were looking at her… let me describe her for you. She is 170cm tall, weights about 65 kilos and believe me she doesn’t have superfluous gram on her, and after the plastic surgery for breast enlargement she has the most perfect rack I have ever seen. The truth is that I had dirty thoughts about her, but even in my dreams I didn’t expect things to turn out like they did. And here’s the story… I started. She didn’t understand the meaning. She asked me explain. I had no other go other than to explain, i did it. The main basic calculation about Jaanu which i made wrong was her b-size. I had thought that like her friend, she too had big b’s (~32 or 34b/c), but she just had 28b which she told me to say that she had small b’s and wished they were around 32b. I told i can help her with it. At that time, she didn’t get what i meant.In further couple of months i became her tutor about romance (just. Although busy, our table was in a corner away from everyone. I asked if she was staying and she said that she was for one night. I explained I was in the same boat and that I found hotels difficult sometimes when I was alone. She agreed and said that although she was a sociable person she found starting conversations difficult.She was wearing a loose top and a shortish skirt with black tights – at least I assumed they were! Conversation flowed and we were soon on our second drinks. As she.