Her reply made me realize that I was wasting this whole 2 years, by ignoring her.I said, sorry I dint notice her all these days, I should have met you...long before. She said its not too late. I got the signal now and started thinking for the D day. With her green signal, I asked her directly, when we can meet then. She asked me if I m sure, because she is much elder than me. I told her, I enjoy it with all age groups, I don’t have any issue. So we finally decided to meet on Friday afternoon.. I was already being turned on by him taking control. When we got in inside the house, he walked me up to the couch. He turned his back to the couch facing me. He told me to unzip his pants. I did as he asked. He then told me to get on my knees. He sat down on the couch and grabbed my head and pulled my face to his cock. It was flaccid but I was about a foot away from one of my fantasies and wanted to suck it so bad. He said you are mine right now. Show me how good you can suck my cock.. I was a very transparent salwaar kameez, as her white bra was much visible in the class I kept my hand on her back tightly or almost hugged her. Firstly she rejected but later on she agreed as she was also getting wet. Moreover our Hindi teacher was taking a nap in the class and other students were busy in revising their notes and some of our close friends knew what intentions. I had but I told them not to look at us, as this will make other students and our teacher cautious. I started to move. ”As she got up she gave a hard squeeze. Suddenly I was sitting there with a torrent of semen pouring out into my underpants. I just sat, watching her saunter off as her nylons glistened with the dying embers of the sun. She didn’t look like she was in any particular hurry.I couldn’t wait to develop the photos of Lily. As with every other photo I’d taken of women with my telephoto lens, there was no aesthetic value to them whatsoever. They were all about her, that’s all. I rearranged my walls.