. PING! morning glory, i start stroking my cock hard and ferociously, slapping my balls. then i hear the voice of a deprived sex deamon... 'rebecca'. ...o i lept out from my bed and towards the window, and when upon opening it i catch a glimpse of her. her hair blowing in the wind, her lucious feet and black painted toenails and her and her tight ass suffercating in her tight short jeans. as i continue to stare, she see's me and smiles with exitement i smile back whilst stroking my dick with my. (which she discovered and started the magic that night)As her toes were drying we made small talk and flipped through channels and saw a cinemax soft core porn film, she told me to flip it back and watch...bad idea! since her feet were still on my lap!Our small talk soon became parent that we were both getting in the mood. She then asked me in a typical girly way, "Can you massage my feet?" Im normally not into feet or anything but hey, what the hell? Why not? Ill do something nice for her and. I was staring at her boobs and cleavage all the time. She used to cover her chest but, over the time she did not bother. She rather smiled at me. She walked me to the guest room downstairs and told me to sleep there. I tried to sleep but, could not. I could not forget the woman’s busty chest. On the other hand, I was cursing myself thinking her a respected teacher, educationist who was older than me.I did not know how long I slept. I woke up with the urge of going to the bathroom to relax my. This all started about two years ago when I was in my last year of engineering and didi was doing job in multinational company. That time I came across reading incest sex stories and my interest in sex was very huge. (please don’t mind if I use hindi language in between ).Mere ghar me 3 bedrooms hai. Niche mom dad ka aur upar mera aur didi ka. We had internet connection in our home in my didi’s bedroom only. Jab main ye sab stories padhne laga tha tab main hamesha ye sochta tha k meri behen bhi.