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So I went with the flow. I said aunty oil lga du m aapki back pe(shall I massage ur back with oil?) she quickly agreed and said me to carry her to her bed as she couldn’t walk.I carried her to bed and laid her there. I went back to the kitchen, took some oil, rushed back to her. When I reached there, she said, “Mera kurta utaar do fir oil lgana, warna kurta ganda ho jaega, Aur aise oil bhi achi tarah se lag jaega(remove my kurta otherwise it would get messed up)” and she sat and moved her arms up so that I could remove her kurta. Listening to this, my dick became erect. There was a tent in my jeans and she noticed it too.Browse indiansexstories dot net for more arousing stories.I quickly said, “ok aunty”. I held her kurta from below and started to move it upwards slowly. I was rubbing my arms with her boobs while removing her kurta. She closed her eyes and slightly moaned. I too started teasing her. I pressed my arms against her boobs with some pressure and she moaned loudly. I don't think he was a student, but I don't really know. He was definitely a lot younger than me. Older than Ginger, I think...You have no idea the things I wanted to do, though. Filthy things. Things I haven't done to a man since before I met some of you. I was going to wrap my throat around his cock until he came, choke on him and swallow him all at the same time. Once he filled my mouth with his cum, I would have held him down and ground my clit against his cock to make sure and keep him hard until I was ready to fuck him. I wanted to feel him in my ass just as much as I wanted him in my pussy. From the way he called me "Professor", I knew he would have done anything I asked, and there is something undeniably appealing about having that sort of control over a man, even if I deny the appeal of men.I fantasized about that too. I got off twice the next day thinking about what I wanted to do with him. Once with my fingers in the bathroom across from my office, and once at home, with.
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