"For the rest of the afternoon, I think little of my tutoring session with Mr. Desai. However, I have no idea just how much it will end up changing my...life…At 3:00pm, I find Mr. Desai in his classroom, sitting at his desk and typing something into his computer. I'm the only student there; it's obvious that the tutoring isn't something many students choose to take advantage of."Deepak, you came. Have a seat," Mr. Desai says. I drop my bag to the floor and sit down in a desk that Mr. Desai had. " Slithering your way down body, you end up kneeling between my legs and with your left hand, you gently squeeze my shaft. You reach to the floor with your right and find a cock strap that you placed there before i arrived. You place it around my dick and push it all the way to the base. Holding it in place with one hand, the other pulls the strap and it tightens around the base of my cock. All of the veins pop out, the head and shaft expand, as my cock is fully engorged. You give it. We purchased some wonderful gear for me — really high quality coat and boots, and some heavy clothing for the mountains. Not the most suitable gear for a woman, but I didn't care. I was just starting to really enjoy myself, even in spite of the looks from the man in the store at my jail clothes, when the captain told me to change into the new clothes. I looked around, and there was nowhere to change in the shop. I suppose that I could've changed my clothes in parts to retain some modesty, but. It was a 2bhk and I stayed alone in one had my privacy. My grandfather generally slept early as he was in his 70s. In the flat opposite to ours stayed women in her late 40s.Well coming to how we look and make you relate to it. I was 18, 5’8″, athletic, with a 7″ dick. She was a bomb for her age. Her face looked a bit old. I’d say any man would love to fuck her. She’d turn you on the moment you see her. I had massive sexual thoughts and fantasies for her building in.She stayed alone. Lost her.