She didn't wait for them to call the next day.She called them and did them both again and continued to see both of these black guys for the nearly yea... and half before I met her.One night, I was home from work when she came in from shopping.By then, I'd replenished her wardrobe to sexy little pullover dresses, tight tights, crotchless fish-net and six inch pumps.She killed 'em every time she stepped out.Well she had on only this skimpy sheer yellow dress.I had convinced her to try going without. Bending forward, she grabbed the hem of her knee-length dress and lifted it to mid-thigh."Higher," Max said.She raised it a little more."Higher."She pulled it up another two inches."Higher."When the hem was nearing her crotch, she hesitated and looked at Max, but he simply flicked his hand to motion her to keep going. With trembling hands, Heather raised the dress a little more, but stopped when a flash of red showed."For God's sake, girl, to your waist."Max enjoyed this little game. He could. Actually way older guys. Not me, I like youthful cock that could spring back into action three or four times in a night, hard and willing. J said no, sustained endurance and control were everything with a pecker.Endurance, well I was enduring, because Janelle just couldn’t see how much I wanted to explore her body intimately. I didn’t have a bi bone in my body or a bi thought in my head till we brushed naked thighs in a recent volleyball tangle at the net. I just got the hots for Janelle from. She told that usually she doesn’t take tuition. But my mom insisted her and she finally agreed. And finally I got the chance I was praying for, to sit next to my favorite teacher. The next day I started tuition. Her timings were 5-6:30 pm and I was the only student. She used to wear the sari she wore at school. She used to sit beside me to teach me.She was 32 yrs old and about 5. 4 in height. She had a medium complexion. She was fat. She had a shakeela figure . She had very big boobs, a nice.