Our tongues were now flying as we tasted each other deeply, and I loved it. He wasn't pushy, he wasn't grabbing at me like some guys did, he was just ...etting me set the tone, and I got hotter and hotter. "We really should find someplace else." He held my chin in his hand. "You sure about this, Laura?" Wow. He almost never used my name. "Yes, I somehow know it's just going to be tonight, but you've been so sweet, and I just need this." "Okay then, but if you want to bail out, say the word. I'm. Lana: get out now.I have no words. I left my stuff and went to play ground without saying anything. Not even a good bye.I went home after playing, took bath and went to lanas house again at 7pm. She was preparing her dinner. she didnt say anything. I took my books and studied for an hour. She was in her bedroom reading some novel.I went inside without knocking and said “miss shall we do some exercises?”She didn’t say anything for aa moment.Lana: why do you want to fuck my butt again? that is. But from that day onwards she never hit anyone again in the class. Manish sent the clipping of the session to me, rupesh and to her also through email. Before we parted after the final exams, we went to Ooty and stayed for three days with her. Needless to say that we fucked her brains out which ofcourse she enjoyed to the hilt. The best fuck was when we fucked her on the grass in the cottage around the fire. We fucked her in the big bathtub, under the shower system. Manish was like a sex. There was something about her that made every second I spent with her magical. She slowly let her hand drop from her chest, and revealed herself fully to me. She was sculpted from a pale marble, and my breath caught in my throat. She leaned toward me, and began pulling on the waist of my pants. I stood up so she could remove them, and stepped out of my socks. She looked up at my face while she gingerly slipped her finger beneath the waistband of my boxers. She found me harder than ever, and.