One day I noticed that the girl whom I like was watching me again and again. I can’t understand why. There was a professor in my college who always ...cold me for my rude behavior. On that day when she was watching me again and again the same teacher came in the class he was watching me in different manner. On that day he was asking me questions again and again. When I can’t answer he teaches me nicely. I was shocked with these events.Next day same events happened. And a week passed but Neha and. The top part of the backside was open and I was moving my hands in circles there and she jerked and hugged me so tight. I started breathing into her ears here and her hug was getting more and more passionate. I kissed her ears and she jumped in excitement and I tightened my grip on her hips. Started sucking her ears and she started scratching my back in her hug and started getting rough.As I was kissing her ears I told her “bed”. She said “please take me”. I lifted her to the bedroom. As I was. I blearily blink my eyes. I’m lying on my back; naked in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room. How long have I been asleep? Why am I still wearing my watch? I turn my head to the right and see her. She’s lying in the bed on her side with her back to me, propped up on one elbow. Naked as well, from what I can see. The rhythmic tapping telling me she’s working on her laptop, maybe that’s what woke me. What’s she doing? An essay? Her dissertation? Maybe she’s on the website where we met. I. When I feel your teeth bite down softly, I begin to moan, my pussy grinding against your fingers, which have slipped past my thong panties, and are now making circles inside my soft, wet hole. I lean forward take your mouth back, kissing you urgently. I run my hands down your chest and past your stomach to the top of your pants. I can feel your rod is rock hard. As Im about to unbutton your jeans, someone behind me clears their throat. I break the kiss and let out a loud frustrated groan. I.