It was the month of April.Considering the humid weather of Mumbai, Rupa used to wear light sarees. The material was almost see-through which made me s...ee much more than normal. I always used to find opportunities to gaze at her blouse. Her boobs were huge; she must have been a 36 D at that time.Our classes were not air-conditioned. In the afternoon class, Rupa used to sweat. Whenever I looked at the droplets of sweat on her waistline, I wanted to lick them off. She used to wear a very sensual. I was staring at his face watching him to see when he was going to cum again. I could tell he was getting closer to shooting his seed deep in me. At the same time I was jacking myself again I wanted to cum at the same time as BradSlow down just a bit I asked him and he did this, we were timing our explosions at the same time within a minute or so he moaned are you ready to cum? yes I said, lets cum together. One more push and he's cumming in my ass at the same time I'm cumming all over my. No words were ever spoken. I guess this is like the definition of hot, quick, anonymous sex, huh? I don't know why I bothered, he wasn't really cute or anything. Just being a horndog, I guess. But I did like the way his hole kinda reached out and grabbed my cock all by itself. Guess I'm glad I didn't actually see it do that, but it felt good. Kinda like pussy: looks bad, feels good.One day at noon I was supposed to be at a seminar luncheon, where I know from experience there is just about NO. Too easy. Gord had reminded me to wear gloves and all I had was my old baseball batting gloves.I had no idea what time it was but I had to have been waiting for hours and was shivering constantly. Was it cold or fear?Leaving my board I slipped through the rear gate into the immaculately tended back yard moving in what I thought was the shadows up to the rear door. There, the large terracotta potted plant sat as promise - with a tilt, the key was found. My heart thumping and feeling as if my.