The instructor is a rather handsome man in his mid-thirties or early-forties, I'd guess ... but with an athletic build and cute bum ... a dancer in hi... youth most likely. Not sure if he's gay. Most male dancers are, you know.He was talking with Mummy while I sat on the dance floor getting my ballet shoes on. I noticed her look turn smug smile in my direction ( wonder what that's all about ); the instructor, James something-or-other ( we are to call him 'Sir' ), shot a glance at me too ... a. My mom asked me to go and help her but I was reluctant later I agreed as I could explore new places.So I’ve decided to help them shift from their place to Hyderabad and also stay with them and help them in packing and went to Ahmedabad. My uncle was busy with his office work and visa issues etc. some nights he was there and other days he wasn’t. I’ve gone there and roamed a few places like Sabarmati ashram, iscon temple, and other local sightings.We started packing things slowly as we had 2. His dick digging in my cheeks. The feel of his cock sent a hot wave through my body. I looked back and gave him a grin. If he only knew how bad I wanted him, and how easily he could have me. I couldn't stop thinking about him after that. My body was craving him.After a hectic couple of hours, I finally got my fifteen minute break. I would usually go have a smoke outside, or a quick snack followed by a beer in the cooler. I decided to eat a few carrot sticks, then go to the cooler and chill for. .phir main ik dum uthi.aur uske upar aa gayi……..mujhe poori tharak char chuki thi…maine use apne neeche liya aur uske lund ke upar uchaalne lagi………ahhhhhhhhh……….woh to maaze mein mar hi gaya………usne apna zor lagana kam kar diya…or apne hathon ko khula chor diya……….main apne poore zor se abh use chod rahi thi…….main uchal-uchal kar apni chut ko maaze dilwa rahi thi……….ahhhhhhhhhhhhh………….ahhhhhhhhh….kya lund hai………maaza aa.