Maine use apne room mein le gaya.Firse pagalo ki tarha hum ek dusre ko kiss kar rahe the kabhi deewar par satke kabhi table par aur akhir mein bistar ...ar .Wo pant ke andar haath dalke mere lund ko ragad rahi thi.Fir maine use khara kiya piche ghumaya aur uski t shirt utar di.Fir uske gaand ko kiss krte huye uski pant utar kar use nanga kar diya.Uske khubsurat baalo ko sunghte huye hatake uske gardan par kiss kar raha tha.Chat raha tha .Kaan ko mu mein leke chuste huye uske bade naram 36 ki. After 2 weeks, or so, she was back. Said she was ok and seemed ready to resume ... she was anxious to talk, so was I.After a few weeks, she wanted to talk on the phone. I had been through a nasty divorce and wasn't really desirous of anything too serious, but, so had she. She was as tentative as was I and I finally I told her she could have my phone number and call it to get my answering machine and listen to my voice and see what she thought.When I got home that night, there were five lights. She told me that her elder daughter had just finished her college. Teaching me might give her some experience. So she asked me to come to her house on Sunday. I went to her house. I rang the door bell and a beautiful lady opened the door. She was wearing a sleeveless top with jeans shorts. I told her that the head master had asked me to come. She smiled and said,” So you are the lad who needs my help! Come in.” as I came in she shut the door. I looked around the room. It was very neat and. ”“What is it that you want, Livvy. Tell me.”Her smile was cruel, but sympathetic as well. She understood, all too well, what was driving me. She knelt, then, directly in front of me, and kissed me softly on the mouth, her tongue pushing past my lips and sliding along my tongue while she cupped one of my tits and teased my nipple with her thumbnail before leaning back again, staring expectantly at me.“Tell me.”“I want him to fuck me.”It was barely a whisper, but it was loud enough for her to.