So to intro about her. She is a genuine women who did not want to cheat her husband yet she was craving for one person who she can be herself with.She...was 35 and having one kid. Living alone with her hubby. Every sentence she typed was real from her heart and I have asked many times why are you being soo honest with me, she told every time, You talk very sensible da. And we shared mail ids. Fake ones obviously.So the chats went on like this and there was always a resistant when it came to kiss. I went to his home. He seemed to be more disappointed and I could see that from his eyes. He greeted me to inside the house. We had very less time for lessons. He told me to remove the shrugs if I feel hot. I smiled and removed my shrugs and sitting in a single piece dress in front of him. He started to check me out thoroughly from top to bottom.Me: prof. We should concentrate in the lessons(with a naughty smile)Prof: hmm. Sure dear.Then we started with our studies but both without interest. He. Sometimes those led to one or more of use taking out our cocks or stripping and masturbating. Ultimately, it led to parties where w all ended up naked or nearly so and masturbating together. I specifically recall all of us masturbating to a Blondie video "Heart of Glass" more than once. I wonder how many loads of cum we all shot to her red lips?This really started one weekend when we rented a room at a nearby hotel---and not a cheap one either. On Sunday morning after a drunken Saturday night,. ..The full lenght of the street, on both sides, was lined with rows of people.They were standing there, in complete silence.They were all women, wearing traditional Middle-Eastern garments.And they were all carrying long, supple whipping canes.My mouth went dry looking at this menacing sight, the women’s silence adding to the uncanny atmosphere, but at the same time my hard cock was leaking pre-cum...The camera went back to my mother.She was standing in the middle of the sun-baked road, not a.