She maintained eye contact and began to strip slowly. She slowly took her bra off and starred at me. Her boobs looked amazing. I couldn't believe it. ...y dick was bursting out of my pants, my dreams were coming true. I wasn't sure how far she was going to take this. I was still a virgin. I had no idea what to do. She slowly pulled her panties down to her ankles and began to give me a lap-dance. Seconds later she grabbed my hand and placed it in between her legs. She always referred to her pussy. The teenage boys, never having seen any women with actual breasts would inevitably be unable to stand after the slightest flash of cleavage. Most of my students were in the latter stages of secondary school and planned to attend university in Hong Kong or abroad. They needed me to talk to them, get them used to English the way it was really spoken, not what they learned in textbooks. Often we would sit and converse for an hour, other times we would do some sort of learning exercise, it was up. I had seen it on so many occasions and drooled over it. I licked it and smeared my face in her cleavage. My hot breath and my constant licking were making her hot. She continued clutching my hairs and moaning out loud and I slid my hands under her back till they reached her bra hooks as I kept on sucking and kissing her now hard boobs above her bra.Now I unhooked her bra, she did resist but not that much now and her effort to push me off also failed as I was holding on to her tight. I now. Your teeth ripped against skin, with abandon and mad happiness. No one ever knew what was the spark that lit it all. A forgotten candle, a Molotov cocktail or new found love. The city was aflame. It burned and burned, with cleansing desire.The caresses became daring, then forbidden. His fingers crawled their way to the culotte you held so dear. In the night, your nudity was barely a glimpse, a promise of the ruined gown and shady public lights. They veiled you in shadows and that could not.