They always had the curiosity and never seam to loose interest. They showed the true respect a mature women like me deserved. When telling this you mi...ht be wondering how I came to such conclusions. Yes you guessed it right. I had a few intimate contacts with boys. One was a relative of mine who swear to do anything to let him touch me. And I did it with him a few times until he reluctantly left for higher studies. The other was the story I intent to tell over here. It is about a guy whom I met. Maine apni t shirt utaar phenki to mere do pyare pyare pahad us ki aankhon ke saamne the. Meri nipples tan kar khadi thi. Maine aage ho kar apni nipple khud hi us ke muh me de di aur wo bade pyar se use chusne laga. Us ke haath lagataar meri gand ki golaiyon se khel rahe the. Us ne apne haath meri chaddi ke andar daal kar meri gand ke hole ko aur meri chut ko haath lagaya. Meri chut par haath phirate huye us ne kai baar mere chut ke daane ko masla.Wo neeche baitha aur ek hi jhatke me meri skirt. Well she was doing her mba one day shweta called me and she was sounding low and said she is not able to concentrate on her studies. I asked her what happened. Whether someone scolded you or had a fight with anyone? And all for all she replied no then I figured the problem could be sexual excitement.I know it comes the most at the time of studies I didn’t know how to ask her but managed with few questions and she replied in a soft voice yes. I told her not to worry and its natural to have those. "So Dorion. How do you feel about massages and relaxation? Have you ever had a massage?" She asked quizzically."Yes ma'am. I work about a lot and get physical therapy every other week," I said."I'll say, be a dear and stand up for me. Give us a slow turn," She said.'Oh shit. If I stand up they will both see my hard on dying to get out of my jeans. How embarrassing,' I thought to myself.I stood up and turned slowly, hoping they wouldn't notice. I couldn't be more wrong. When I looked around.