I held her softly and gently, as we looked into each other’s eyes, and I noticed her big beautiful blue eyes begin to almost twinkle and glow like n...othing I’ve ever seen in this world. We laid there doing nothing but looking at each other. I felt like gobbling her up into my arms and I wanted to hold her forever. It was romantic and also exciting as ever to me. I loved watching and holding her. It was as if she and I have known each other for months and months. If I had the chance I would marry. Mark interupted my thoughts. "The man has a way with people, eh?" He had seated himself on the edge of the desk a few feet from me. I noticed an obvious bulge in his shorts and immediately looked away, cursing myself. I needed to get a grip on my hormones!"He's definately active." I said trying to keep things light."You have two choices," he stated suddenly, locking my gaze with his. "First, you can just go on home as normal and leave it to my discression what to do with that tape. Or you can. Archana: These are my night journey’s partner. If the crowd is more, I’ll be quiet. If it’s less, I don’t even dare to get nude on the train.Me: What the fuck! Getting nude in train?Archana: It was my biggest fantasy. At least I should try once in a lifetime. Leave that, seems your dick is hard-on from the start of the journey. Why don’t you release some pressure on it?Me: It is already done and your assets aren’t allowing you to release the pressure.Archana: Oh, is it?Then she turned her back. We both were happy to be around each other. I was horny than happy.So let me tell you about my college. It was a Christian college and teachers were instructed to wear a dull cotton overcoat to cover their assets (navel and cleavage). Teachers wore saree under the overcoat.I attended her classes only to sit next to my mallu milf teacher on the same bench, her ass next to mine, and enjoy her fragrance.She wore her coat during the special classes. To get that barrier out of the way, I started to.