Heres what I was jerking to.In my mind the mystery man was one of the big sexy Italians I had seen around Rome. Like the mystery guy he watched me but... after he saw my cock get hard he left the door open grabbed my hips and started violently fucking me just pounding my ass like i was his personal fleshlight my head bouncing of the toilet lid. While people were coming into the bathroom and seeing me get fucked so hard. Then when he dumped a huge load of cum into my ass and another one in my face. Later we got to know that we were from same college and she was one of the teaching staff and her name was Pooja and she was 28 years old.But from what I figured, she looked as though she was around 32 years and she was newly married so it was quite easy to persuade her to blow me. Initially she was very hesitant and she did not want to cheat on her husbandIndian women are very spiritual and treat husband like God. It took me more than 20 minutes to convince her. Finally, she agreed that I. I said yes to everything and he started yoga class and it went nicely, every day I use to get up early morning and get ready for the classes. But after some time he started teaching some difficult aasans and whenever I get failed to do that aasans he was punishing me, initial punishment was bit easy and slowly those aasans become very difficult and his punishment also become harsh and kinky, one thing what I observed with him that he was staring at my body all the time and while teaching yoga. Oh God help me! I looked over her shoulder in the mirror and felt sick. I looked like a passable woman already, with short hair but certainly a passable woman!! “Mum I cant….” . “Shhhh” she said. Jasmine chuckled but then smiled all this time but in a kind way, I rolled my eyes at her! Could it get worse? Yes was the answer. Next my mum looked through her wardrobe, full of dresses! “Mum you must have a pair of jeans or something!!” , “Sorry honey David made me get rid of all that stuff,.