Her school seniors often squeezed her boobs when it was crowded & now it was becoming common for even the male teachers to pay more attention to her t...ts than to the students. And while Smita didn’t overtly flaunt it, she loved to make the boys and men squirm around her by showing off her ripe young body. Over the last semester her favorite victim was good old Mr. Sinha the Biology teacher, just around 55yrs but his clothes & graying hair made him look much older & his reading glasses made him. I just forgot that it was Navratri season and a great surprise was in store for me. I had to catch the early morning flight and hence I went to bed very early so that I may a few winks of sleep. Suddenly at 10 pm I had loud sounds of drum beatings and I sprang in may bed wondering what happened. I came out and saw the preparations for the dance. They were forming groups and singers were getting ready and drummer was just beating the drum to attract attention and to call people to come. Then the. With the butt plug still in my asshole, I climbed on top of him and lowered myself down onto his hard cock. I rode him back and forth as hard as I could and he placed his thumb on my clit to stimulate it. It wasn't long until my body tensed up and my pussy tightened around his cock.I started moaning from the pleasure of another orgasm. After I was done, I got off my husband and he told me to kneel on my hands and knees again. Facing the mirror again, my husband moved behind me and he removed. Won’t it dasha?” His tone is soothing and calm as he speaks to them. “Yes Master dasha knows your horse well and will ride it as you desire.” Her tone is submissive even as she shivers at the thought. “Now watch carefully pet.” He says to talis as he begins to prepare dasha for her torment. He lifts dasha carefully so she is centered over the horse. “Hold yourself dasha with your legs.” He takes one of her hands lifting it to the chain above the horse and locks it in the fur lined restraint..