My mom is working and my dad stays out of Delhi so it often happened that whenever Aman, my teacher, came to teach me accounts, I was alone at home. H...e was pretty decent and generally stuck to the studies.We would take a break for 5-10 mins and discuss other general things but that was the only conversations we ever had. I had my semester exams approaching and so, he had started giving me extra classes which lasted for 2-3 hours at times. It was during this time that I started noticing how. " You slowly pull my hand up, sliding it over your shirt, rubbing my open palm over your soft tummy. As my hand moves higher, you run it over your breasts. When you feel me squeeze one gently , you close your eyes and moan. "Are you sure?" I ask. Your eyes open and look at me with a sparkle, almost unhuman. You moan out that you are sure, and with that I roll you over under me, trapping you in place.Your hands run up over my shoulders as I hook my thumbs under your shirt, pushing it higher. She kept her eyes down as he had instructed her earlier--she was shaking with anticipation.She heard his feet pad in his shoes into the kitchen after he closed the door. She heard him fiddling with different dishes and things from inside the refrigerator. She had an idea where he was going with this and hoped she was right. After a few minutes he said "Crawl to me my gorgeous slut, keep your eyes down". She shifted her weight from her kneeling position and crawled into the kitchen. He had a few. Our tongues dancing and darting from one anothers mouth. All of a sudden I felt him squeeze my hips and slam the rest of his cock deep inside me. I tried to scream or yell out but he kept kissing me. I relaxed after a few moments and the pain subsided. "You like that big dick inside you don't you, you fucking slut" he said to me as I felt him start pumping his cock in and out of me. "Yes I love you cock inside me" I said to him as I wrapped my legs around him. He pulled my.