Ohhooo….aaaah…aaah… aagggghhh araam se ankit” kar raha tha! Phr ankit ne mujhse seat par letne ko kaha, mujhe pata tha wo kya karne wala hai, ...ain jhat se seat par let gaya aur pani tange hawaa me utha li. Ankit ne apna lund gaand ke ched par lagaya aur andar dhakelne laga, maine apne hath uski chuttado par rakh ke usko andar khichne laga… aah ankit oh yesss honey!Ankit ne dheere dheere dhakke marne shuru kiye, maine bhi apni gaand ko dhaakke dekar uske dhakko se milane laga, ankit aage jhuka. .. and ... but we always stopped. Except that one time ... at the drive-in cinema..."Oh, God, what is wrong with me?! My dad is cool and all that, but it's not right to talk to him about how far I went with my stupid boyfriend."I touched his ... cock," I whisper even more quietly now, the last word barely makes it out of my mouth, "and it seemed like it hurt him, but when I wanted to take my hand off, he asked me to ... keep s-stroking him ... and that's when he panted and groaned and I was so. "Like what?" he asked, tilting his head."Hmm. Like..." She started, grazing her hand on his cheek.He touched her randomly."Inappropriate." the young assistant said, sternly, trying desperately to hide his attraction."Come on, I saw you looking at me..." She said, bending over. He caught himself looking at her ample cleavage. He shook it off."I'm a teacher, you're a student..." he said. She touched him on the leg. He cursed."Correction. Teacher's assistant. I'm just a lost freshman. This. She was still dressed in her warm, comfy pyjamas so there wasn’t even the low hurdle of restrictive clothing, just a standing invitation. And what was more insulting than rejecting a friendly invitation?Mary allowed her fingers to slip under the fabric, overcoming the slight resistance of the pants pressed against her stomach before they dived head first into adventure. She always loved these first seconds the most, when her brain was still trying to catch up with the touches her body was.