Me: Forgiven. But one should not give his teachers such gift.Vijay: Sorry, I just want you to be happy.Me: No worry. Just don’t do it again. OK.Vija...: Thank you. Will you take the trip to Goa as an apology?Me: No I can’t.Vijay: Please, otherwise I won’t know that you have forgiven me.Me: OK. But flight is today. Train to Delhi must have already left.Vijay: Mam, I have hired a taxi, it will come to your hostel in One hour. Please pack your luggage.Me: OK. If you insist.Vijay: Mam please pack. The colors with the sunsuit I'd been wearingmade for a really pretty picture actually. I didn't bother arguing abouthaving a large embarrassing picture in the living room, I knew there wasno winning there!Just as she sat down with me in the rocker I asked. "What are we doingtomorrow?" Well in the morning I have to pack for our weekend trip. Daddy is goingto come home at lunch and we're going to leave then. Until then I'llprobably just let you do whatever you want... I don't really have anymore. “Or they call them Milf’s.” Again I shook my head.They all looked at each other and sniggered at my ignorance daring someone to explain the term to me. Nikki was close to exploding with laughter and blurted out, “Mothers I’d like to……FUCK!”“Oh!” I gulped. Tears of joy were running down Jill’s cheeks and the other four were in hysterics at my embarrassment now.“Oh sweetie,” my gay friend giggled, “there is just sssooooo much that I have to teach you!” We eventually went back to. Your mouth switches to my other breast paying equal attention to it, as your hand slowly traces a path to my thatch, your fingers seeking and finding my swollen clit. My internal muscles start to pulse, pulling your hard cock even deeper inside me, my juices flowing heavy now, drenching your cock and hand, your thumb teasing my clit bringing to the very edge of climax before soothing me back down, only to bring me back to the edge. You do this again and again, driving me mad with the desperate.