We at least kissed for 5 minutes and it already felt so good. Her tongue in my mouth, my tongue in hers, me licking her lips, she softly sucking my to...gue like it was a small penis. While kissing she moved her hands tickling my back and I felt them going towards my buttocks. Once she touched them she grabbed them one by one and softly squeezed them and pushed her pubic mound a bit against mine. You have a heavenly ass sweety, she said. I thanked her for her compliment and told her I really got. I wanted the lockdown to be extended forever. I knew all this was wrong, but the guilt was reducing day by day, and my feeling for her was taking over.Thursday:So, it was Thursday, and it was my cardio day. She was all set for doing pushups. But I told her no pushups today. We are going to do something different. With her puppy eyes staring at me, she was eagerly waiting for me to show her what was next.“We will stand facing each other so that you can copy and follow what I am doing.” I also. She was an epitome of a structure left to the beholders of beauty to gape in awe and admiration. When she walked, she rolled her sari’s end on her wrists, and the sari fell over feet in urgency, the folds so stiff and current, embroidered her already statuesque picture with a concurrent force, and she seemed dragging the weight of expectation with every passing day. And so it happened, one day she turned her back to write on the board, which nobody cared really, that I noticed her bra strap on. I felt like I could grunt at her to come into my room and I would give her a command like dad used to do back when we lived in Japan when I was younger. "Take me into your mouth...", "... on your knees woman...", "... move that ass faster..."! She would do it - that was the realization in my head - that I could do it with her at any time.These thoughts scared me. Rather than take her up to my room and loose myself in her submissiveness, I rushed from the house to meet my friends.That was the.