It is you I love. I love you, Olga. Tell me you believe that I love only you ... please!"He rubbed his slicked fingers over her clit. She jumped in he... chair, tears filling her eyes. "I," she tried. The probing fingers sent hot snakes of electricity up her belly.She could not think. She could not talk. An overwhelming sadness fought with the debilitating arousal she had felt ever since she saw him first. She closed her eyes and moaned. A slow orgasm made her shudder. He smiled as he felt her. He told I’m not going anywhere without the money. I asked him to wait and went inside my flat and searched for money but I couldn’t find it as I put all the money in the purse itself. In vain, I returned to the auto driver and told I don’t have any money and my friends are out of station for Dussera. I felt so helpless.He suddenly broke the silence and asked me you can pay me in other ways by staring at my boobs. I understood his intentions and told him no, I can’t do whatever you’re thinking.. The pleasure was intense and built like a train charging from the distance. At first it was slow and quite. The motion of her hands methodical and consistant. She pumped with her left and circled with her right. As the pleasure grew so did the chaos. The rubbing became more vigorous and the more constant less controlled. Moaning uncontrolably and inaudibly Jenny was overwhelmed with the process. The pleasure kept coming stonger and faster until finally she lay on the cusp. Knowing what to do. The school I was in at that time had just turned co-ed that year. Before that, it was an all-boys school. Due to this, my sisters and I were the only girls in that junior college.Our exams were nearing, and we were entering our Dussehra holidays. We were given 15 days off for Dussehra. We were to have our exams. Considering this, our Principal, who was also our Biology and Physics teacher, decided to conduct extra classes during the holidays.Our course was no way near completion. Hence, extra.