So we went into a cafe and had coffee and snacks. When we get inside the car. I unbuttoned two buttons of my shirt and he saw the red bra I was wearin.... He smiled mischievously and drove.We reached my hostel around 7.45. We parked a 200m away from hostel in order to avoid suspicion. He bid me good bye. I reached my room and kept on thinking about him. I know his flat was just 5 or 6 km away from my hostel. I compelled my mind to call him.So I called him and asked him to come and get me. He said. She was thrilled.So it started that she would come over after her studies, clean and cook for me. My little cabin really started looking nice. She had a lovely touch. She was making the meals but I was teaching her. We would sit through the evening and then she would go home to get ready for bed to get up for school.After about two months with our routine pretty much a habit now, she stopped by after school, knocked and waited. I didn’t answer so she went back to her house and sent me a text.. It showed astonishing attention to detail, for one thing. It would have been just as easy to roughly shade that area which, from afar, would have also looked like pubic hair. But the way in which she’d done it drew the viewer in, calling the observer to get up close and personal. As I got into bed and relaxed, my penis decided not to join the throng of other muscles that were going limp in anticipation of slumber. Instead, it rose up to salute Harper’s talent in producing a portrait any man. He pulled out his cock and sprayed his thick cum on her stomach and boobs. He came a lot.Ayushi was amazed to see this much cum being sprayed on her body. Suresh then kissed her lips and then dropped her off his body. Ayushi took the support of the wall and stood back, absorbing the feeling of this wonderful sensual sex.She compared how sex was different with her jiju. Other guys would always be in a hurry. But Suresh took his time and even cared for her needs. Ayushi felt satisfied as she.