She was forced to focus, but she still felt empty. At least the class filled empty time. Time she would had spent at home, in her empty house or at wo...k. She had never noticed her teacher before. She had taken his classes, starting from College Algebra. She felt comfortable with this teacher and his style of teaching. Through the years, she had befriended him, well both her husband and she. Trying not to feel sorry for herself, she refocused on the lesson for the day. The lesson was on some. Old Willie was already well lubricated so bending her back over the bed again I gently probed pushing ever so softly until it started to enter her rear and I could tell it was not her first time doing this. I was soon in up to the hilt thrusting away with a passion as my balls slapped her cheeks obviously her ass was not as lubricated as was her pussy and so it did feel tighter which also increased my libido and I could feel my cock growing harder than it had ever done so before as it moved in. ‘The sneaky bastard…’ ‘Good boy.’ Yamcha said happily, almost rubbing his hands together in pleasure as he learnt back in the chair and put his expensive crocodile skin shoes on the desk. ‘Show that card to Jerry and he’ll let you into the VIP lounge, it will also get you into the lounge’s honeymoon suite should you find some yourself some wealthy heiress on the dance floor.’ Gohan couldn’t tell if he was joking not so he just scoffed in response as he grabbed the card. Taking that as an end to. Then suddenly I met some of my friends (Raj, Ankur and Anshul) there at the pub. They agreed to join us on insistence by my sister.We again started drinking and I was completely sloshed out. My friends and my sister went to dance together. I was not in a state to dance but I clearly noticed the lust in my sister’s eyes while she was dancing. I realised then only that she is here to fulfill her dream.She insisted the guys to move to a secluded corner in the pub and there she was giving a lap.