I giggle and continue to play with my sweet wet pussy..i here somthing n it goes away so i ignore i then i here so softly "Mistress? Mistress may i he...p you with your sweet wet pussy? Please mistress i want to serve you" i jerk the curtin open with a mean look on m face i laugh and tell him to hurry the curtin open is makinit cold.." he hurries in and goes straight to his knees.. i leave him there with no instruction wanting so badly to c him screw up so i dont have to come up with a good. Since it was summer and that too late evening, there wasn’t much crowd in campus.She said she was about to sleep early, but got reminded some course related question for which she came to me. After solving her problem, we kept chitchatting for some time. I then casually asked her since you are already in night dress, why don’t you stay here overnight? We’ll have some fun she blushed, but she couldn’t decline my offer. I took her to my bedroom, and kissed her on her cheek. She was responding me. And so my mind wanders, immersing himself in the little details. You know, that feeling of envy rising. Step by step. Tenuous and is intensifying. These suggestions made by these little noises that go up to your brain, and that work your libido and your fantasies ....This breath of desires that radiates slowly in your body .... You feel your face becomes feverish. This heat that descends; permeating your breasts by retracting the areolas and nipples point. At the same time, u*********sly. I smiled and put her hands there motioning her to squeeze me. She gave a tentative squeeze and before she knew I swept her in my arms and put my lips against here’s. Jyoti responded and put her arms around me. I eased her kurta over her head and threw it aside. Her small breasts were secured in a girlie black brassiere. I unhooked it lovingly and pulled it aside. Then I sat with her in my lap and kissed her throat, her breasts and their small nipples. Jyoti called me aunty and shyly hugged me..