But I think you should go ahead and perform Exercise One for me now. It’ll make you feel more centered.’ Jessica didn’t want to feel centered. J...ssica wanted to shove Natasha aside and make a run for it. But it had been seven weeks since classes started. Seven weeks was forty-nine days. Five times a day for forty-nine days was two hundred forty-five times she’d performed Exercise One, reciting from paper at first, but later by rote as the words etched themselves into her mind. The other. "AAAggh," was all I could mutter as his hands ran between my soft, pale thighs. He stroked my balls with his free hand and then pulled and pulled and kept pulling, providing such pain, and in my heightened state , such pleasure too. He squeezed too, gently at first and then with more determination until I was forced to cry out and beg him to stop. He turned his attention to my aching hole and roughly pushed in a finger, rotating it slowly as he moved it in and out.I moaned with the pleasure. I wrapped my hand round his hard rod and pulled at it gently. I looked up at him and he had his eyes closed, his teeth biting his lower lip. He was ENJOYING it! I decided to see how far I could go. I gently tugged him closer and once he was close enough I let go. He opened his eyes and looked at me in surprise. He watched me smile and then I stuck out my tongue and licked the underside of his dick. He grinned like a Cheshire cat as I licked under his purple head. Before I knew what had. Nair asked him to remove his wet shirt.“We don’t have any men’s clothes, so just wait for your clothes to dry dear,” she said with a smile.Aamir smiled back and removed his shirt and pant too making Mrs. Nair turn away in embarrassment. She mumbled something about changing her clothes and walked towards her bedroom and Aamir’s eyes followed her curvy body under the wet saree. The swaying ass drove him crazy so as soon as she went into the room, he tiptoed to the bedroom door, knelt there and.