Me mentioning her torn blouse might seem awkward. I didn’t want the things to be weird between us so I wanted to leave as quickly as possible. But f...te had something else planned. The last hook of her blouse parted and a piece of it fell inside the glass she was holding. I was controlling my emotions while watching her huge cleavage but when her breast popped out, I couldn’t control anymore. My expressions were like that of a pervert wolf from the cartoon, eyes wide with tongue rolled out. How. So I just got up keeping the cushion on the sofa trying to hide as much as I can saying, “Excuse me a moment. I’ll go to the restroom and come.” Her eyes were on the tent in my pants, staring right at my trousers.I just turned and started walking. In the mirror opposite me, I saw her smiling. And just lifting her boobs to adjust them such a way her breast shape is more defined over the nighty and was smiling naughtily. I didn’t know how to react. I went inside the bathroom.To my surprise I. I started going his room for study . I used to year trouser and shirt . When I went to his room with my books , I used to perfume myself and will year either very tight shirt or some very loose one . On my first day , with loose shirt and tight trouser without panty I went his room . I kept upper button open . When I bent to ask question from him , it showed my big boobs and bra . And I noticed My Sohail took a good glance from behind his glasses . I had got a good signal . Than I stood up and. I stormed out of his house and made my way back into town, on foot. Then my phone rang and this stranger asked me if I was OK, to which I said I was, and we got chatting.After a short while he started to get a little personal and talked about a particular tattoo I had on my inner thigh, up close to my crotch, one that can only be seen if my panties were down, and revealing pussy.'WTF', I remarked, but he told me he had actually jacked off to it. I was shocked and hung-up. I got back into the.