In my college, I always had a crush on my English teacher. Her name was Sumangala. Let me describe her first. Her height was around 5’1″ and her b...dy shape was really good. She was very attractive in the entire college. Also, she had long hair till her waist.One day on November 30th, everyone was on the ground as it was PT period. I was sitting in the classroom alone. We were allowed to carry mobile phones in the college. Now, the reason I was sitting alone was that I had a minor knee injury.. Our mage lord had cut back the numbers of soldiers he had to half and my father was forced to become a farmer. My mother was a seamstress and still went into the lord’s town everyday. Life as a serf was hard and the mages that were our masters and lords were not kind or forgiving.When the sickness came they did nothing while many of us died. That included my parents and then someone found out the sickness was created by the mages. I was seventeen and I think that was what made me act. There has. It was his cock and he was forcing it into me, pushing it in as far as he could without stopping. I felt pain like I have never felt before and then a feeling of fullness as he cock filled my canal right up to his balls until they were resting against my thighs. Thankfully, he waited for me to get used to his size and thickness before starting to fuck me. He started slowly but before long, he was using long strong thrusts that would refill my canal completely. I could feel his engorged. ’ ‘Hmmm… Gears grinding were they?’ I nodded. ‘Probably a broken clutch cable.’ ‘Oh.’ I said. ‘Is that serious?’ He looked me up and down, taking in my outfit, my curves. I think he liked what he saw. He was preoccupied enough that he didn’t realise that I had asked him a question. I said again, ‘Is that serious?’ ‘Mmmm? No. Not serious. But you’ll need a new one. Either get a friend to come out here with a new cable, or get towed to a garage.’ He didn’t even look me in the eye as he spoke, he.