She started her first lecture by telling us what she would teach. She wanted to get to know her students too. She was older than me but still young (2...). It got me hooked on the subject. I wanted to be in her good books as a good student.A few days passed, and honestly, I noticed the universe was giving both of us signs. Whenever I opened my classroom door, I would find her on the other side, about to open the door. Twice her pallu got stuck to my jacket zip.We even bumped into each other quite. Because I had a wonderful dream last night about you, and now I am going to live it for the rest of the day. I'm going to use my little pet for the whole day."You smile as you bend down and kiss the head of my cock. Watching it twitch and squirm. Wrapping your gentle, smooth hands around the base you start squeezing out a little of the precum that is already on the head and begin to suck the head of the cock.A smile crosses your lip as you see me wiggle and arch my hips. "Mmm. Good boy. You are. First i thought she didn't know this.After we returned home she went change her clothes and came.It was 7;30pm and it started raining so she went out brought the clothes.She was wearing a half saree .When she came she was drenched in rain and her navel and boobs was visible.That time i was in shorts.My cork grew larger.She notice it...After that she again changed her dress and we had dinner.We were seeing TV and went to sleep.Always she wears nighty while sleeping but now she was wearing saree. She sounds like my type.”I blurted, “What do you mean type? And you’re married!”He laughed, “She loves sex. That’s my type. And yes, I’m married and to a woman that is completely my type. I’m not dead though and enjoy a good alternative piece when I get the chance.”“You DO!”“Hell yes. Marty and I had both been around since we didn’t get married young. Neither of us wanted kids so I got a vasectomy and she had her tubes tied and we fuck for fun, and not just each other. We are careful and it’s.