It was nothing short of the highlight of my week. My regular English teacher – Mrs. Cricket, a cranky old lady in her sixties – had fallen and bro...en her hip or something and for the last three weeks we’d had a male substitute teacher. He was around 26 and had the most incredible face with hot hazel eyes you just wanted to be fucked by. My finger slipped down my stomach as I thought about him watching me, his giant eyes being fixated on me… his lush pink lips being moist and separated as his. “I just want to let you know that I will not come again tomorrow,” he said simply, without even taking a seat.“Why?” the man questioned. “You’re a good worker and you have a partner.”“I don’t belong here,” Dion shrugged and the man just shook his head and took a file from a drawer.He mumbled something, while fiddling with the papers.“Are you sure? You look like a decent fellow to me,” the older man looked at him, a bit upset.“It is for the best,” Dion cast his eyes down.“All right,” the foreman. Maine uski undrwear thoda aur neeche kiya aur fir torch jala ke dekha to mai dang rah gaya gori gori gand pe el til tha jo uski gand ko aur b khubsurat bana raha tha fir mai thoda neeche khiska aur apna muh uske khule gand ke pas le gya itni sexy badbu aai ki mera rom rom sihar sa gaya Maine ab uske gand aur chut ke beech apni ek ungli fasaya aur dheere dheere hilane laga wo thoda hili to mai fir dar gaya par mai ungli nahi hataya. Mujhe shak tha ki wo sayad jaag gai thi par wo koi react nahi. I have decided to share of my own experiences this time.I am 21 years old, 5 ft 9 inches tall, fair in complexion, quite muscular body with broad shoulders.I originally live in Bangalore but I came to Coimbatore for my degree studies. When I first came here I was quite depressed because for the first couple of months, I never got to get any action. Moreover my college has only boys which makes it even more difficult. I had to wait till I get leave.. I could feel my sexual urges increasing and.