Look me in the eye and tell me you’ve never had a daydream you can’t share.” Her eyes look into mine, searching, unnerved. It was ...nly a tiny request but it was massive. She’d have to be dishonest, Deny she’s hiding an uncomfortable truth. Her gaze flicks down at the table. No denial. I continue pressing.“I knew it. All women have daydreams they can’t share. They’re called fantasies.” Her look screams, “Oh, my god, he knows” …. She knows she must get. This is my first story so please understand if any mistakes. Therefore, the Story rewinds it when I was pursuing my engineering in Mumbai. The heroine of this story is Shital (Name Changed) of how we got into some nasty things and then were in beautiful pleasure give and take agreement.I am a guy from Mumbai, 21 yrs old now, Nice Physique, not so tall but can make you satisfy and feels like heaven.As I had already told you this is the story from my engineering college. I had a teacher name. I stared to thrust a bit hard and deeper to work her up to a big climax, I started to pump faster and faster.Bringing her to a climax with each strong deep pump, as she was almost ready to cum, I stopped and slowed to almost a stop. Her body quivered, she was burning hot and ready to cum. She was almost breathless and tried to say why are you stopping? I giggled and said that she wasn’t ready to cum yet. She asked why not? I said because you teased me for so long, I wanted to return the. I enter the toilet and open the note..."£10 for your panties, I want to lick them, suck your pussy juice off them and then rub them all over my hard cock until I cum and rub my jizz into your love juice"Oh my God! What??? Is he serious?! How randomly bizarre, but what the hell. I could do with the money and I could always buy some more with the tenner and have a few quid left over. I pause for a moment in the toilet, finding myself wet at the thought of another man smelling my panties and.