Somebody replied that it is Anitha.I asked Gita to pack up and go and come the next day early so that we can study without any interruption. She nodde... and went up to the door and opened it. There was Anitha standing with notebook and pen in the hand. She too was a grown up girl dressed in midi and T shirt, came in and said G/m sir, I responded. She sat in the stool which I moved forward for her to sit. I asked her what was her problem. Before she started to answer, I asked her general. The occasion I’m going to talk about was special for several reasons. Miss Melanie had prepared a video for me, in the hour or so before a Worship Session, reading from my worship sheets, dancing and showing in the outfit She was to wear for the Worship Session, and generally talking to me about what a wanker I was. I treasure that video to this day and watch extracts from it most weeks. It was a VHS tape of course back then, and when I arrived for the Worship Session, She was going to leave it. "Get it wet." he said as he pressed his cock against my lips.I obeyed taking his cock in my mouth again, sucking it sloppily getting it wet with my saliva. He pushed me away and laid his cock between my tits."Push them together for me whore," He said.I brought my arms closer together making my tits squeeze his cock as he slid it back and forth the tip of his cock peeking out between my cleavage as he pushed forward. He used a slow steady rhythm and there was a gentle slapping sound as he used. ..the entire time. When he was naked, he stood there for a moment like he was encouraging me to look at him. He had hair all over him and his cock was, to me, huge. He smiled at me, then put all his weight on my legs and crawled up my body. He kissed me on the lips and I think that's when I really started to cry, but he kept going, making shh noises as he kissed his way down my neck, hairless chest and stomach until he got to my groin. He worked my cock with his tongue a little and took both.