"The other women here… they've gotten very wet watching you. Some are starting to touch themselves. They just can't seem to get enough of your suffe...ing or your naughty deeds." Ashley smells the other woman, her sweat starting to mix with her perfume. Her aroma is powerful, dominant and intoxicating. "You must learn your place. You come second. You always come second. You must learn to truly ignore your own meaningless desires in order to fulfill those of others," Madam explains with a sense of. Even me. But one day when there was college function and she came in a saree. A black satin saree which had red flowers in it. Every boy’s jaw just dropped. Even the other faculty members were staring her up and down. I and my friends took full advantage of being scholars and got close to the teacher to take some pics.I even mistakenly touched her boobs some times. I reached home and thought of her and masturbated thinking about her that night. But the next day it was the same. She was messy. .but I had to admit that I couldn't stop thinking about all those guys...On the third day, I was by the pool, and noticed that several of the guys were skipping some of their meetings and were hanging around the pool. I was wearing my smallest bikini that day....not thinking I would be seeing some of the men I had met. It was white...and the top gave my boobs a great “push-up” and if I got aroused...there was no way you wouldn't notice.After awhile the poolside waiter walked over with a drink,. It was swelling with blood the more attention I gave it, and she was panting uncontrollably as I fondled her G spot.”I’m gonna shoot into your mouth” she managed to moan. She had the most tightening snatch I ever felt as she came and a single jet of pussy wetness blasted into my lips and over the bed clothes. It tasted strong and sweet, like sex in my mouth.She collapsed back into a relaxed state. “My god that was intense as fuck” she grinned. I came up to lie next to her, and shared her liquid.