I was in 12th grade when I used to be a student of Rashmi Di (in private tuitions you are supposed to call your teacher ‘Di’). It was my growing d...ays when I didn’t have much knowledge about sex. But due to some good friends, I got to know about all those stuff. This was the time I started watching porn, blue films and learned to masturbate. Firstly I wasn’t attracted to Rashmi. But as soon as I got a glance of her milky cleavage, I started feeling something down my pants.I asked about this. I put my hands on her lower back and pulled her tight against my body so I could feel her boobs press against my chest. She noticed the way I hugged her like this. We had a couple of beers and talked about school and everything, my parents, and how I was doing. I asked her how she was doing, and she just said she was getting by. Shana was wearing a cover-up for a bikini so I asked her what she was about to do? “Well I was getting ready to go lay out by the pool because I had no idea you were. She started moaning, ‘aahhhhhhhhhhhh darling mujhe bahut mazza AA raha hai, zarra mere boobs KO bhi dabao Na’. so, I unhooked her bra and kissed her boobs and then started licking and sucking her pointed nipples and she moaned loudly aaahhhhhh……I started pressing and massaging her sexy boobs and she was enjoying it and was moaning and telling me, ‘darling tum mujhe honeymoon ka mazza de rahe ho,zorr se dabaoo aur pura sex mere boobs se nikal do’.i kissed her navel and her tummy. Now I started. Now why don't you hop on my lap and we can discuss your new life while we enjoy the morning, hmm?" Weston asked. I stayed put for a moment, determined not to give him the satisfaction. Still, it couldn't be too bad, I thought. I'd already done so much yesterday and it had felt so good. I tried to bite back at these subversive thoughts but it was a loosing battle. His big cock had felt amazing in my new pussy and here he was giving me another chance to feel it.I threw back the sheets and rolled.