So coming on tothe story, it’s about a mom of my student and me. Now let me describe My sextutor first, her name is Sharda, She was born n brought u... in small city (town)even she was n in a town, she was very moderate and hungry for sex and sex it’sa true experience of my lifeChalo apka time waste naa karkeseedhe stori par aate hai,ye sab kuchh aaj se 6 saal pehle huaa jab maine apnagraduation complete karke competition exams ki prepration ke liye Agra me ekcoaching class join kar lee, during. You gave it to Leon, you can give it to me bitch"Manuel was always stronger than Juan and in this female body he was not able to move him at all. Manuel reached under Juan and started fingering his pussy. Juan's mouth was muffled into the mattress and could barely breathe. That feeling started to happen again to Juan. That pussy the doctor put in him was causing these sensations. Know there was something else it wasn't Manuel's finger.Manuel eased his cock into her pussy. Her ass lifted up to. "Are you mad at me?" he asked. His expression was hangdog.I didn't answer; not trusting what answer would come out. Instead, I sipped more of the wine.What I felt, was that I had come within a hairsbreadth of fulfilling his long-time fantasy of seducing his mother. That's what it felt like to me."Why me?" I demanded."Excuse me?" he said."I'm your mother, Paul," I cried in exasperation. "Why would you want to ... kiss me?" I had almost said fuck me instead.He looked at me with momentarily. I wouldn’t be able to answer the door for him. He’ll soon find out why. I carefully - almost reverently - slide into the bodysuit. The corset pushes my breasts up. “My cup runneth over,” I think to myself, smiling. I slide on the thigh highs, clip them to the garters and step into my Come-Fuck-Me platform heels. I sit on the edge of the bed and glance at the clock. Three minutes. I grab the last item on the bed. Cover my eyes with the black satin blindfold. Butterflies in my stomach..