The instructor sent her to the back to sit next to me since she was 6 feet tall. She sat next to me, and said:"Hi, my name is Paris, what's yours?" I ...aid: "Hi, Paris my name is Dave." I introduced my self to her, without staring at what can be DDD cup breasts.The next day,Paris came to class in a cleavage revealing dress. I was glued on her boobs, and her pretty face. So, during class, Paris dropped her pen, I bend down in the seat to get it, Paris drops something else down, she grabbed my. “You smell like a man. A man that I very much want tomake love to right now.”Our mouths met again and this time we held the kiss,our tongues beginning to dance with one another,probing, piercing, licking. Our bodies pressedtogether. I could feel her breasts pressing against me.I know she had to be able to feel my erect memberpressing against her.The kiss finally broke. She disengaged herself from myembrace and began to walk out of the room. I followed.Within moments we were in the. It was 6 PM.Fighting back tears, I briskly walked back to the bungalow & reached the bungalow gates within 20 min. On seeing me, the watchmen quickly went inside the bungalow to inform the Sarpanchji & came back to let me in.“Sahab, bahaar hai peeche” said the watchmanI strolled over to the place where he was sitting. On seeing me, he asked me sternly, blowing the cigarette smoke upwards – “What is it now?”With a faint voice, I murmured “ OK Sir, I am ready”Sarpanchji pulled a small puff on his. It tasted fucking good too. It had a sweet taste like pineapple or something.So I'm almost fisting her, kissing her, she's got my cock in her hand stroking it back and forth and she says get over here and fuck me. The shorts I had on were kind of loose so it was easy to just pull them down around my balls. I climbed over the console, stuck my cunt juice fingers in her mouth and in one shot buried my cock as far as it would go into her pussy. She let out a hard moan and moved down to get it in.