She reached down and grabbed my hard cock in my shorts."How about your shorts next?" This was making me all kinds of nervous. I was a virgin. If I to...d her, what would she do? I quickly pulled my shorts and underwear off. It caused my cock to spring straight out."Ahhhh. That is a nice tool you have there. Do you know how to use it?" She asked."Um, well, what do you mean?" I asked, trying to avoid saying no. She must have gotten the hint."Come here and hug me again." She said.I laid back. Aiyyar was shocked. Both had a good laugh.From that day onwards, it became a routine for Varsha and Mr. Aiyyar to meet in the hallway and greet each other, with Varsha always wearing seductive clothes. One morning Varsha was a bit late to get off the bed.She went to pick the newspaper thinking Mr. Aiyyar would have already left. But to her surprise, when she opened the door, she saw Mr. Aiyyar, standing with newspaper in hand waiting for her to open the door.Mr. Aiyyar handed the newspaper to. Elizabeth wanted to be wed and mistress of her own hall; her body had begun whispering to her of unexplored mysteries well before it began bleeding eight months before. Neither her interest in the religious life nor her never-expressed infatuation with one of her father's previous squires -- now Sir Henry -- had lasted long. There was no competing interest, and Sir Karl had been impressive and well-spoken. She could easily grow to love him. A daughter-in-law of the Viscount of Danclaven would. Her mouth was so tender and warm, I opened my mouth with a low moan. Taylor splayed her hand against my chest with the intention to push me away but just left it there.She hesitantly looked up at me panting, “Chad, please -please. We HAVE to go.”“I know – I know,” I breathed as we continued kissing, “I just want to show you something.”I had swirls of emotion running through my veins, mainly lust and desire. “I know what you want to show me, mister!” she squealed nibbling on my earlobe, “But.