This devilish idea gave me the upper hand on her and parul as well.It was a Wednesday and as usual, she called me and told me to come to her apartment...just opposite my apartment) I said ok. After 5 minutes she called me back again and asked.Sandhya: hey darling wat can you do for meMe:-anything babeSandhya:-do you really mean itMe:-yes (that was the biggest mistake)Sandhya:-come nude completely from your flat to mineMe:-hey don’t jokeSandhya:-I really mean it.Me:-sorry I can’t.Sandhya:- I don’t. Turning around from the kitchen counter I noticed Kristy stagger into the kitchen, her eyes barely open, hair tangled from the night's sleep and wearing only her tiny top and a pair of panties. The top was tight with cut off sleeves and was made out of thin material which hugged her breasts tightly and stopped couple of inches below her breasts. It was low cut so the expanse of her cleavage tantalizingly showed in a deep V. Her tight stomach was exposed below the shirt with a toned abdomen. Yes, and maybe so it vas." Her voice went up and she batted her eye lashes and grinned.I nodded, remembering the practiced ministrations that she labeled flirting. My prick trembled at the memory. She was, I recalled, an absolutely a wondrous cocksucker."So dis ol' lady set about t'teach me manners vith a villow cane, ya. And I did my best, honestly I did, but den she sent me to see the rector of her church, for instruction, she said, and he, filthy man that he is, he took my cherry in the dark. B’ Roger opened and read the message, it was one sentence. ‘Go to Coach Tutoring Suite No. 6 for your next assignment.’ Wanting to linger a little longer with his precious little hostess, he asked her to guide him to Suite 6. She was happy to oblige and he followed her perky ass rocking along to the designated room. Roger prayed again that she would be put on his roster during one of his future visits. At the suite door, she wished him luck, stood on tiptoes to peck his cheek and scampered off..