She had a unique smile, always hidden beneath pure beauty, lips Smokey light pink and seeming beautiful to kiss. Aphrodite, the goddess of love, would...e been jealous of her appearance, for she could seduce any, including me. Whoever said love was blind, will begin to question their belief, with a moments sight. All men have their price, This is my dance with the devil, and where my story begins School finished and my routine journey home began, though something would be different, for better. Of course Guriya did not say a word about swapping but I could imagine the golden body my her sister under me, begging for my cock."How about spending the night and Sunday with me and Rupesh?"Guriya asked."Hmmmm. That would be interesting," Anamika replied sexily. My wife's sister arrived with her husband at 7 in the evening.Anamika wore a white Kurta and loose pajama and looked stunning. She hugged me tightly as my wife clung to her jijju and kissed him on the lips. I was surprised when Rupesh. The remaining wires were quite long; some had straps or loops and others terminated in snaps or cup-shaped objects.The classroom was filling up and the bell rang."Students, quickly take your seats; we have a lot to cover, and I need our Program students up here right now."She stared at Denise and me when we stood and walked to the front."You're supposed to be naked..."I held up my hand. "Miss Herndon, you weren't told? We have an exemption that allows us to wear these," I indicated the. Her hips rolled, a nice fluid murmur of the pelvis, inviting more. I paused and then started down at the base of her vulva, down in the dark groove of her perineum and up, up, along one side of that puffy pink valley. And then down, down the other.She moaned with delight, invitingly. “You like?” I asked, a tad too solicitously. Damn, the bottoms always run the show. I watched her nod her head, very pleased. I felt quite pleased with myself, like the teacher was planting a gold star on my.