Today's sermon was... uh... interesting," I said trying to strike up a conversation. I got no answer. Dammit, I was going to get him to talk, I said t... myself. "Do you help your Dad with his sermons?"He gave a 'hmpf' and replied, "As if. I don't think the same way he thinks." It was maybe the scent of him clouding my judgement but the tone of his beautiful voice had me believing that he felt uncomfortable and probably angered by the sermon. Could it be...? "I-I'm s-sorry. Did it made you feel. The other students cared less about the special class. We both were happy to be around each other. I was horny than happy.So let me tell you about my college. It was a Christian college and teachers were instructed to wear a dull cotton overcoat to cover their assets (navel and cleavage). Teachers wore saree under the overcoat.I attended her classes only to sit next to my mallu milf teacher on the same bench, her ass next to mine, and enjoy her fragrance.She wore her coat during the special. We took turns in the shower washing each other. I of course spent special time on her soft girlcock, flopping it around and washing it real well. After all, I planned on finishing sucking it off after dinner. She washed me like I was a king from head to toe. I was a bit surprised when she got to my ass, she spent special time around the hole and actually slipped a soapy finger in real quick, then giggled and pulled it out as fast as it went it, I wouldn’t understand until later in the night. "Oh, don't stop, please keep on doing what you are doing," he said. So they did. The guest reached down to help her to her feet. He pulled her close, her erect nipples pressed against his chest as he kissed her. He could taste his cock on her lips. He reached down to cup her ass to pull her closer. While neither said anything they both shared the same thought: this was the first time they really kissed. He brought her over to the couch, and she settled back, nestled in the corner of the.