One was busy with her pussy but the other was trapped between us as we sat side by side. She was turned towards me and was sliding her hand up and dow... my cock.I wanted to fuck her and told her so. Except this was my teacher, so it came out as a request. "Can we do it, Miss?" Do what, Ben?" You know...." Do you want to fuck me?" Yes Miss"She looked down at Dave. "This student of mine wants to fuck me, darling. Should I let him?"Dave continued to rock his body back and forth against Mick's erect. She started to talk, she was too tensed, so I took her to a coffee shop and asked her to relax. We had some food and asked her if she was ready. She was feeling better, told me she was concerned about her daughter as she was staying nearby. I took her to my flat, let me tell you about her.A 42-year-old lady, very fair, long hair. Size must be 38-32-36. I hugged her as I closed the door, she too hugged me and I slowly kissed her lips, she was responding good, my fingers went through all of her. She now turned around facing me, still shivering from the cold and orgasm as she looked at me with her glazy eyes. I had a mat ready on the roof for the next session. I now lay on my back while my semi limp cock , began to jump back to life, soon it was erect enough for the next pounding. I motioned Neeru to get on top and straddle me. She walked over to me wobbly on her high heels and stood above me with her both legs on the either side , facing me. She now lowered herself as I held the cock. “Sure. I’ll make the squeezing a bit harder”, responded Sandy.This pleasure was so new to me. I’ve never experienced such pleasure in all my adventures before. The thought of having pleasure from artificial hands was intensifying my pleasure. Also, the thought that these artificial hands are are controlled by my classmate and friend Sandy is electrifying my sensation. On top of all, seeing her big blue eyes through her thick glasses looking at me and my penis under immense pleasure began to.