..well, that’s another story - in private ;)Back to the story…Well, this teacher was strict...no bullshit type and I always loved a challenge and ... never thought I would ever have a chance and I never acted like I did....so I just did my best to be a good student, loved getting recognition from her and she always asked my help because I was always willing and more often then not, I would ask before she could even ask me...my obsession grew and for the whole year, every time I would jerk off, . Thodi der aise hi latne ke baad maine unse kaha. Mami main aapki gand maarna chahta hoon to wo bolin fadna chah raha hai kya meri. To maine kaha ki main bas bahut aaram se karunga agar dard hua to bahar nikal lunga. Bahut manane ke baad wo maan gayin .Main bed ki dror mein se lotion nikala aur unki gand mein ungli se lagane laga aur ungli jaaten hi wo chihuk gayin aur bolin bahar nikal mujhe dard ho raha hai. To maine kaha gand dheeli chodo. Fir dheere dheere unhe maza aane laga aur main ek aur. My ankles were pulled apart, the rope passed around the trunk and tied.I woke with a start my body hot and my fingers between my legs."Shit," I hissed then looked over at my sleeping husband.I've never told anyone about that hot summer's afternoon some ten years ago now but I had often re-lived it inside my head. I slipped out of my bed and headed downstairs to our small kitchen where I poured myself a glass of cold water. My dream was alive inside my head and my body was still reacting to. I move down so that my legs are hanging off the end with my feet resting on the floor for support. He tells my sister to sit on my face, as she does I take a long, deep breath inhaling her scent… feeling the heat. I stick out my tongue and flick it over her wet slit, her muscles tighten as my tongue catches her clit. I keep lapping away at her sweet pussy, pushing a finger deep inside. She starts rocking back and forth trying to get more so I slip in another finger as I suckle on her clit. I.