He started caressing it slowly and I had to bite his neck, causing him to moan, to muffle any noise, then, he moved another finger and started fingeri...g me, doing both things at the same time.After that, he started to move and I wrapped my legs around his hips, both of us were moaning but we tried (without much success) to keep quiet.I put myself on top of him now and started to move and he grabbed my ass, playing with it but that didn't last long, for soon enough, he was on top again. That. While this I noticed, She was not wearing Blouse and instead drapped her Saree over a sexy Bra. Uski deep cleavage aur Navel uski saare-Bra se reveal ho rahe the and to top that she was wearing a nice perfume.Disha ka mood bohot alag lag raha tha, uski aankhon aur smile me mujhe tharak nazar aa rahi thi. While she walked I noticed ki usne Saree ke neeche Skirt bhi nahi pehni hai as uski sexy toned legs were sticking to her cylinder saree, she was indeed looking like a hot goddess (Hotter than. Why is she doing this?- Of course as she swallowed my member over and over again, I sure as hell was not gonna complain. As i was getting closer to cumming she stopped sucking and switched to stroking me, giving me time to regain composure. I lifted her chin up and told her stand. I kissed her neck and down to her bust. Lifting her shirt over her head, I realized her boobs were much larger than I thought. The bra was nearly bursting at the seams. And making things much simpler it was clasped in. There was a silence longer than the first one.“Yes.”“Teacher, what would I have to do so you would think about marrying me.”“Ab, I couldn’t possibly marry you.” Now, think of a reason. It can’t be race; she had already told him that she approved of interracial marriages, and she did. Just not for her. It couldn’t be that she didn’t like him. She did like him, just not that_ way.“Ab, you know that I am an educated woman, don’t you?”“Oh, yes, Teacher.”“Well educated women don’t marry uneducated.