“See you in an hour or so.” Simon was my hairdresser and one of my favourite lovers. We met at an adult party hosted by one of my best customers a...d it was quite a surreal moment when this fit, good looking man in his early thirties and totally naked approached me and asked me if I would consent to him having sex with me. It was a bit like asking a girl to dance but with a hardcore edge. Watching all the sexual activity going on around me and having been asked so politely, I couldn’t really. Nila Saxena (MA, Ph.D.) – Associate Professor, Department of English”Ms? I was shocked. She wasn’t even married. My happiness knew no bounds. So, I can try my chance with her.I also came to know that she was the Head of English Literary Society of the college. I decided to join it. Usually, final year students do not join any society due to study pressure, but I had different ideas.On the first day of the 5th semester, a seminar was organized by the society. It was presided by Nila Mam herself.. On top of this she has a petite and thin body with very long blaze red hair. We have turned our guest bedroom into my "daughters" room, which she has decorated with all the usually teenage girl stuff complete with a full set of clothes. Usually Friday afternoon after work she puts away her normal business dresses, scrubs off the make-up and removes all signs of being Mrs. Simmons, my wife. She remains my daughter until Monday morning when it's time for work again. The amazing thing is when she. I can feel his head almost rubbing against the end of my fuck tunnel. I push back against him. I want him all. I arch my back more, and push against him as far as I can. He groans. Now he holds my waist by 2 hands. He pulls me and starts thrusting harder and deeper. He is now riding me, literally. He bites my neck and I moan. A soft moan I never knew I could produce. Only getting fucked by such a cock can get out the feminine horny slut in me.He rides me for 10 full minutes. I squeeze his cock.