I could just melt in those strong yet gentle arms, those deep brown eyes, that soft brown hair. His top shirt button was undone, so I could see a glim...se of dark chest hair, and I almost melted inside. After dinner, we went down to the beach just a few minutes out of town, and walked hand in hand down the shore line. We stayed a bit back from the water, and the moonlight hit his face just right, highlighting the light stubble. I hoped I looked good, too. It took a lot of work to get my messy. Now need a lady to fuck and enjoy. Who is the best lady for that in our colony?” other two friends replied in one voice “shwetha”. I was excited and feared of hearing my mom’s name from them. they continued” yes rahul. she is the most beautiful milf I have ever seen. Her melons, her lips, her hair. God!! I daily shag by thinking of her.we should fuck that bitch once.” My heart beat become faster by hearing this from them. I was like frustrated but I fell a hard on hearing that. I didn’t told. He was our English teacher, and I was a very gifted writer. I knew that I was one of his favorites, and I adored that fact. Even then, I had unnaturally large breasts, and now they were even bigger. I had just graduated college, and am on my way to the city where I have just rented my first apartment. I am five-foot, seven, with long wavy brown hair, big brown eyes, a heart shaped ass, and large 36 DD breasts. I hadn't seen Mr. Smith since I left high school, but we exchanged e-mails over the. I woke up maybe an hour later, feeling something hard against my head. I yawned and opened my eyes, seeing that it was Drews penis, pushing against the fabric of his jeans. My skirt had rode up when I laid down, and my white cotton panties were showing. I got up and looked at Drew, who appeared to be asleep. Drew? Wakey wakey! I giggled, still intoxicated, and kissed him on the cheek. He stirred a little and I kissed him on the lips softly. He woke up, a little groggy at first, and blushed..