She had a black shawl wrapped around her body while the strong wind played with her hairs. The balcony was dimly lit with the light of a thin crescent...moon and the rest was dark with all the lights of the neighbourhood switched off by then.Gautam’s heart started beating faster as he remembered his experience from his last visit. Rashmi has a wonderful body, it was smooth like butter and flawless like butter, her skins glowed and her nicely shaped body flowed like a wild river. She had it all. .. guilt? Memory of their wild encounter returned and with it, recollection of her efforts to encourage his very enthusiastic response.“Did I pass out?” she asked.Logan looked shaken. “Yes, you did. We were having sex, we both came and then ... you blacked out. A moment later you started to convulse like you were having a seizure! It was terrifying and there wasn’t a damned thing I could do about it. Thankfully, it didn’t last long and you seemed to settle down. That was hours ago. You have. While everyone is socializing and doing their work I walk into her office and see her. Her skin a mix of a white girl tan and Lightskin black. Her hair black at the roots and blond almost all the way with tits that could fit in my hands but still squish out. "Hey cameron what do you need"?"Well I have a problem and, can you help me in the changing room"?"Should I get a male teacher to help you"?"No I feel comfortable with you plus it would be quicker instead of getting someone else." Ok, sure. She cringes at that salutation. ‘Just call me Darcy, hon. There’s no need to be formal.’ He nods and opens the shed to get the necessary chemicals. ‘I should probably get out of the pool now,’ she says coyly, turning on all the Texas charm. ‘Yes ma’am,’ he says and she cringes again. But she is undaunted and ready to give him a show. Previously all their encounters have been innocent enough – she was always fully clothed and inside the house. She flirted with him many times and she knew she was.