Now coming to the story. I study in one of the reputed colleges in India. Our classes start at 8 in the morning and end around 5. I study in mechanica... branch. So obvious, no girls.One day, one of our professors got into an accident. He was replaced by Devi mam. She was a new faculty in our branch. She wore a blue churidar and a nice net shawl. I was stunned by her looks. Her lips and eyes were eating me out. The boring days started to see colorful. One day I was sitting in the backbench of her. He wanted to stay and savor the ecstasy for much longer but again the desire for the even more; made him move on. He came to the side of his lover horsy and knelt to rub massage the edges and the beefy leg muscles; touching the horrendous balls, appreciating the muscular rod, tight sheath at the tip end; showing the rapid signs of activity.Noticing certain dangerous signs, Ross moved on to explore the soft belly and the much developed nipples area of his horse; quickly realizing that the a****l. I still remember, once sir telling me that there are other guys who come to classes and so I should not wear such short clothes. I followed his advice for some days, but then the October heat in Mumbai, I am sure all of us known, is simply unbearable. When at home, I used to be in bear minimum like just a spaghetti top and a short skirt. But at tuitions, I had to wear everything possible.But on such day, I was to reach his place at 4.00. I knew that he had a break between 3 and 4 and then he. No wonder it seems so far down that path where the section road is. Gerald, those pieces of property are probably worth a fortune." I wouldn't think they would be any higher than anywhere else," I said, trying to remember some park history. "The big difference is that it is in the private park area. Mr. Franks said my aunt was one of the first investors out here and helped get the park going. She even had a trailer out here in the beginning; but back then, everyone was either in a travel.