After coming home I went to the toilet and started jerking I come out with huge loads thing our Nirmala teacher…. Next day I went to school but I di...n’t see Mohan then I asked my friend he said he is having fever… I laughed my friend asked why you laugh I told nothing nothing… after our school is over I went Mohan house to see him… he is lying in bed… I went and sat near him asked what happened…. he said teacher will scold us thats he didn’t came to school and he asked me did Nirmala teacher. I wasn't scared. I was stunned though, and after a moment of gathering my emotions, I realized I was overcome by feelings I had never experienced with such intensity before. So I changed slowly, letting you get your fill. You can thank me now.The afternoon passed innocently. So did the week, the summer, and the following years. But god David, it took me a long time to forget that day. I replayed the scene every night in the safe haven of my nocturnal fantasies, but I felt guilty about how such. It was a similar lazy Sunday afternoon, and just before 1pm,I started putting my make-up expecting him to show up. It was 1:30pm and there was no sign of the guy. Disappointed, I locked the clinic, and headed to the doctor’s room to collect my belongings, when I heard footsteps of someone approaching, and I knew it was him. I took him to the Doctor’s room for examination. I knew that this is my only chance to get this guy do something with me.He was standing right in front of me, when I bent. What does it taste like? As he pushes me downward.It turns out, it feels so good that the very first contact sends blood rushing back to my dick. I feel myself thickening, hardening with surprising swiftness. It also tastes good, slightly salty and familiar in a completely unfamiliar way. It’s hard to explain, but let’s just say I’m left with no doubt whatsoever, that, yes, I can do this and yes, I do want this. Now, I’m on my knees in front of him, my mouth overflowing with him. He obviously.