"But my friends call me Milly." As she said this she sped off tothe changing rooms. The plaque on the men's changing room door had been changed to say..."University Ladies Hockey Team Cheerleaders Transformation Room" and theusual male sign had been replaced by a female sign. The Changing rooms hadchangeable plaques on the doors to allow them for visiting male or femaleteams to use the University female or male changing rooms withoutrealising the usual purpose of the room. Milly hurried in. I was interested in them because though I am from a small town I visit Hyderabad almost every two months on business and thought that they could present me some exciting time. Last week as I had to travel to Hyderabad and told them by email and also expressed desire to meet them. Till that moment, we had only shared some emails with a few erotic tit bits.Nothing so personal and intimate, though. They were also happy at the proposal. I was reaching Hyderabad on Sunday night and they agreed to. His breathing quickened, he was close. He felt a hand carress his balls, kneading them gently. "Cum for me" his teachers voice said, "fill me up" his balls recieved a playful squeeze. As if on cue, his balls emptied their seed inside the waiting depths of his English teacher riding him. Her hips rocked on him, enjoying his cock. They sat there for a few moments, both breathing heavily. He felt a light kiss on his forehead as the warmth that surrounded his cock rose up, stopping at the very tip. ." I stutter nervously."Yeah ... he is not able to satisfy you." Dave starts to moan. He smiles down at me and strokes my pretty golden hair. "He doesn't have the 'equipment'. A real man needs a man sized member to satisfy his wife ... and he doesn't. I'm so, so sorry to say it, but you are not to blame for being unsatisfied, he is the one who failed you!" Yes ... YES! I-I ... I am so angry! I mean, it's been months since last I had an orgasm ... and the last one was from his tongue!" I confess.