So, I felt a bit disappointed but another girl caught my attention. Jaanvi – my first sex teacher. I took her on a private chat and she felt very ha...py when she learned about my location. So, this is how our chat went on.Jaanvi: Hello baby.Me: Hello. I am Ajay from Bihar.Jaanvi: Wow. I am from Lucknow.Me: So, we are close.Jaanvi: Hmm. We can come closer if you want to.I liked the way she talked to me in a naughty way. Well, to tell about her, she did not show her face. But her semi-curved hair. She blinked at me and put it on. She looked good, very sexy, plump and long-legged. Ready for action, but, of course, she wasn't.When her number was called she stumbled up on the stage and stood there in the bright lights, blinking, looking around, wondering what was going on.She sold for $2200, not bad, in fact one of the best prices of the evening they told me. The Hall took their ten percent, and I was rid of my mistake.I stuck the money in my pocket and drove down the road to the. After cleaning up and shaving I felt much better, though, and was thankful that I’d be working in the air conditioned office on the computer all day. I didn’t hear the vacuum so assumed Millie had finished and left. I wrapped the towel around my middle and, with dirty boxers and shorts in hand, walked quietly into the bedroom. I stopped when I saw her reclined on my bed, with her sandals sitting neatly next to it. She was engrossed in a photo album I’d brought with me, showing snapshots of me. ‘Please don’t,’ she said over the click of her heels. Her apron was lightly pleated where it had folded over her knees. She turned around and pressed her naked back against me. In her heels her ass rose right against my dick, and I nestled into the cleft. ‘I can’t wait anymore. I need you inside me.’ She ground her ass against me and I pushed her waist onto the ledge of our kitchen island. I leaned her over it and kicked her feet apart. The apron billowed away from her body, and the string.