She had curly hair, fair and sharp features. In short, she was an average looking middle-aged Indian lady. After our brief conversation, she left and ...ithin 5 minutes, I got a text saying, “Thanks for the help!”This gesture led to us exchanging messages during and after work hours. The messages were casual with no hidden connotations. This continued for a few weeks, until the monsoons when everything changed.I distinctly remember that fateful July day when it was pouring incessantly all over. “Hey, Miss. Thompson, wait up.”I stopped, turned and saw Adam Bainbridge jogging toward me. Adam is in my advanced math class and one of the brighter students in the senior class. I stopped and stood in the surf with my slacks rolled to just below my knees and my sneakers in my hand and waited.Adam caught up to me. “Hey, Miss Thompson I did not know you came to this beach.”“I didn’t know you came here either, Adam,” I replied as I returned his friendly smile.“Right. Do you come here. ' Too weak to get up from the hot fucking we had given them, we saw ourselves out.'I can't believe you did that!' Cynthia exclaimed with wonder, 'I didn't know you had it in you.' 'Oh you don't know what secrets I have in store,' I told her. 'Well I hope to find out,' she giggled, 'let's do this again!'I got out of the cab at my stop and wondered if you'd be still awake. I brought home a sweet surprise for you my love. I remembered how much you enjoyed it last time."'I am awake, fully awake' I. I then run my fingers of both hand up to your clit. I rub your hard little clit between my fingers which causes you to start moving your pelvis as your desire begins to grow. My fingers separate your pussy lips and I run them inside of you a little bit, massaging the inside of your pussy walls, you beg me for more. It is Mother's Day, your wish is my command. I move my mouth down to your clit and I play with her with my tongue and lips as I begin to explore your pussy deeper and harder with.