My good luck that I had brought my burkha and I wore it when I returned home and hid the stains)“My first real sex, Asif don’t feel bad, was with ...y MBA college professor. That was about 7 years back, two years before marriage. I had peformed badly in one of the electives and as a trade off for higher grades I used my body. We had sex only once and that too with a condom. I lost my virginity to him. He called me to an empty classroom after the second bell sometime in the late afternoon. Asked. He liked her back view. She had a very sexy round ass-chicks. In every step, they were moving left-right, left-right. He liked how she was walking. He lifted up her mini skirt. He glanced at her sexy blue lace string. He was thinking that if his boyfriend would not busy so much today, he will not gaze at this incredible ass.He would not be able to touch his tongue her tongue, to taste her nipple, to feel her pussy, to smell her ass. If today events were differently, then, after work, she would. D.s supposed to bring some weed by later. Youre not going out with the bitch tonight? The Bitch, as I called her, was Bobbys girlfriend, Jennifer. She was a senior from our school and she hated my guts. I think she was jealous of how much Bobby liked me. You havent heard? He sat the computer aside. We broke up right after graduation. I found out shed been sneaking around with that preppy asshole, Jared, for months. My heart skipped a beat and my stomach fluttered. That was the best news I had. His wife left in the morning. Chris was at the office where he hadeverything stored. He put it all in his van and sped home. He almostcame before he even got home he was so excited.He would have to be patient. It was going to take a while to geteverything in place.He began by throwing one chain over a beam in the ceiling of thegarage. He secured it. It dangled to the top of his head. He thenfastened three funnels to different places in the ceiling where hethreaded string through each one. He.