Our new teacher was a walking sex bomb! She was not too skinny, not too fat, just on point with the perfect set of boobs and ass that pops out and a p...etty face with red juicy lips to match it. Her name was Rekha.Rekha used to wear saree every day with semi-sleeveless and back-exposed blouse. So, every time she turned back to write on the board, I used to get a hard erection looking at her sexy back and her body structure. I was waiting for the college to get over so I could jerk off thinking. It is the etiquette here to move to the shoreline to have sex.” I pulled away from Sorcha to look at who was talking to us. Megan however, continued to move her fingers in and out of my pussy as my body responded, bucking against her. There was a tall elderly man, I guessed in his seventies, standing close to our feet, sporting a fully erect cock, which I’ll admit looked to be quite big, given he had no pubic hair. I looked at him and said, “Well, I’m as turned on as your cock looks to be. I’m. . Other priorities ... But that doesn't mean we love you any less." You're sweet," she said, "thanks." And she gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "But I'll be fine." She laughed a little. "Besides, I've got Tom to keep me busy too." Yeah," he said. "Tom. Nellie, have you..." He trailed off."Have I what?" she said. There seemed to be a lot of potential endings for that question. "Have we gotten serious? Have we done it? Have we fought? Have I thought about whether it's going anywhere?"He. “That’s not up to you,” Cyra counters. “And that is a sign of weakness that you must never show.”“Not everything is weakness, Mother,” the redhead says, placing a hand on her mother’s shoulder.Cyra looks at her daughter’s hand and then her. “What are... ?”The knife comes from behind Eris’ back and slides right into Cyra’s belly. “Sometimes strength comes from forgiveness,” she whispers.Cyra gurgles an incoherent response and Eris twists the blade. Blood spews from the older woman’s mouth. Her.