Girls very much like the students in Professor Calary's classroom.Connor usually helped out with his mother's art classes when he was home from the Br...ckinridge Preparatory School down in Boston, which was his late father's alma mater. The break schedules at Breckinridge Prep tended to run a bit longer than Saint Joan's, so he usually was home at his mother's townhouse for a few days before the girls went home He'd even posed as a model for the class, once before, over the mid-semester fall. We had grown really comfortable with each other, and though we didn’t think we were ready for sex yet, we did hug and caress each other.A week later, we went on our honeymoon to a seaside town. The journey was in an overnight train. Shilpi was the centre of attention in our compartment, her bangles giving away that we were newly married. There were some middle aged couples around us, who were expecting that we would start kissing anytime soon, but we didn’t. We kept a friendly banter throughout. She smiled and took my hand and, spreading her legs slightly, placed my hand over her pussy. Well- her pussy was soaked, engorged and slippery. I slipped two fingers inside and fingered her g-spot while thumbing her clit. She wanted cock though. Pulling me on top desperately, she grabbed my rock hard cock and jammed it in between her labia. I had no need to take the first few strokes slowly, she was hot to trot. Her pussy felt almost as hot, slick and swollen as when her lover has been fucking. I was having a ball playing with Katie, talking to her in a quiet voice and pointing out different colors on her toys. I knew full well that she didn’t understand me, but I hoped that my voice was soothing to her. Soon I realized that I desperately needed the bathroom but it was inside Gloria’s bedroom. I laid Katie down on her blanket and crept into the bedroom as quietly as I could. Gloria had peeled off her top clothes and was sleeping in her panties and bra. Lying there she looked truly.