Although the main professor would teach she used to assist others in their practical. I never used to speak much with her as I understood immediately ...fter the teacher teaches and would handle things on my own. By every passing week her face became more familiar and so did her structure.She was a tall and medium skinned lady with an average face-cut. Her butt was proportionate to her height as she must be 6 feet. I had guessed that she was unmarried as she neither wore a kumkum on her forehead. She lay on the bed and lay with her, both of us on our sides, embracing in french kissing, our arms almost groping one another in the heat of passion.I took her woolen top off, and then she took her bra off, I immediately felt her pert breasts, and her nipples were stiff, she moaned as I slowly kissed her breasts. I took my shirt off and undid my belt, amomentary pause as I stood and took off my trousers and boxers. My cock sprang out still semi erect as if awoken by surprise, the foresking. She smiled and traced her gloved hand against his cheek. It was then she realized she still had her gloves on. It had become such a regular feeling to have the gloves on that she had forgotten. Taking special care and pride in removing her gloves, Rogue was slow with their removal, but not in the seductive, teasing way she had been with her other clothes. With her gloves she removed, she was being more ritualistic, fearful almost. Although she had just tasted the man’s entire torso, proving her. She moves her hand up a little and I can start to feel a stirring in my cock. “Hunny, are you sure about this? It’s the middle of the day and anyone could see.” She just raises both her eyebrows and proceeds to move her hand to my zipper and unzips my pants. My cock is now fully hard at 8 inches and waiting for her to release it from my boxers. She then unbuttons my pants button and reaches down my boxers and grabs my cock and pulls it out of the boxers.“Oh wow,”.