I never compromise with the quality of teaching i give to my student irrespective of how hot or sexy girl is sitting in front of me. I was completely ...ngrossed in teaching and they were too. For a moment i forgot i was sitting where and this being my first class for them. After 45 mins of me speaking continuously i asked for a glass of water. Ritika instantly apologized for not asking me about it first and straight away went to bring it but… (This is the part you guys were waiting for) while. The first thing I noticed were her small protruding tits and her thick bush of black hair at the juncture of her legs. I had light brown hair and less of it everywhere than her. My dick quickly got hard for reasons I had yet to understand, and I felt self-conscious about it even though I still had my clothes on!Maryann pointed to the closet door. "Go take your clothes off and come out here."I remember standing naked in the closet trying to get my nerve up. I finally did and sat beside Maryann. Her soft brown circles of enchantment were examining me closely as I took a few minutes to try and answer that question honestly but without sounding like a fool. Quite frankly, I found that to be a difficult question to answer. Yes, mentally there's a big difference to me between making love and just having sex. Sex is for fun and relief whereas making love has more connotations associated with it - at least in my mind. Clinically speaking though, the physical end result of either is the same.. I was anxious to see her boobs once more and waited till she bend to take the waterfilled bucket. And when she bent, I looked and looked and looked ooooh what a sight it was… aha ennama mambhazam pola maarbugal. appidiye…I had completely lost in it and when I came back to my presence I saw she staring at me. She smiled at me biting her lower lips and went back. I then realized that she is ready for a fuck and I, to be frank had taken pledge to myself that I will fuck her at any cost and that.