“Let’s take this step by step.” She wiggled her shoe at me. “High heels or low heels?”“High. Definitely. The higher the better.”“Okay....Stockings or pantyhose?”“Stockings. Again, definitely.” This was getting interesting!“I thought so but had to be sure. Garter length or thigh high?” she asked.“Thigh high. I like them real long, right up to, well, you know.”“Oh. You see? I needed to know that. Today I wore garter length. See?” She pulled the skirt apart briefly to expose the top of a stocking. Then she suck my lip same like that. After some time she took my upper lip and sucked same as lower lip and she tried to lick my lips with her tongue. she made my lips as much as wet by touching with tongue and i took her tongue in to my lips and started to suck like a ice cream. She did same when i gave my tongue. Slowly i kept my hand on her left boob above the dress and started rubbing she started to moooon ahhhhhh. I took her hand kept on dick which is already erected. she refused to touch. I saw in my mirror that he too was pulling in, BINGO ! I thought. I pulled in behind the couple of lorries there already, and turned off my engine. He soon pulled in behind me, he put his cab light on and i could see he was shirtless. His light went out. In a very few minutes, i saw his door open and out he stepped, naked and smooth. He was a older skinny guy with a nice big un cut cock.He walked up and down the curb side of his rig as if he was checking things on his lorry, then had a piss. Fir me apne room me fresh hone chala gaya thodi der mummy se bate karne ke vad vo chali gai. Me fresh hoker aake mummy se pucha kaun thi vo to mummy ne bataya. Ye meri vahi tution teacher he jo muje bachapan me mar marke padhati thi jo hamare makan se do makan chod ke rehte thi. Shadi ke bad bahot salo ke bad yaha par aai he vo yahan rehne ke liye. Aur unhone kaha muje milne ke liye bulaya he sham ko.Me man hi man khush ho gaya. Darasal dosto ye vohi techer he jo muje bachpan me padhati thi ye.