The aftereffects of your story on my body soon had me ‘asleep’ and once again dreaming.After releasing your hands, I help you descend from the upp...er bunk. You now stretch out, on your tummy, on my lower bunk. While we are just talking about what has happened, I begin idly stroking your bare skin from head to toe. Your low talking slowly changes into whispers of about how relaxed you feel while I am stroking your back. Your whispers change into deep moans and sighs and your breathing changes as. “Do you want me to move aside?” “It’s not necessary.” In spite of all this, it seemed a bit strange to me that she didn’t leave. After all, she could read her stupid document elsewhere. Not that I had anything against her, or the sight of her legs. They looked gorgeous in her black stockings. I started to work, while at the same time stealing a glance. She had shapely calves and delicate ankles. Her black skirt was drawn up a bit so the inner side of her left thigh and the curve of her knee. It didn’t feel all that interesting either.Of course the majority of that was because Chuck, once he adjusted to the fact that he was actually going to get his dick in her, was almost beside himself with giddy joy. That giddy joy translated to an ejaculation that came exactly forty-three seconds after he felt Matilda’s clasping heat through the extra sensitive layer separating his sperm from Matilda’s egg. Nobody was timing it, of course, but that’s how long it was.Like most young men, he was. Just one thing more before we move on to the story. There was always this untold attraction between me and Divya, we flirted around and always had this weird feeling between us. We touched each other a lot, usually masking it off as innocent grazings. So anyway, I and Akhil were there, made our way to the terrace of the PG…. It’s an Indian sex story of how I fucked my hot and sexy teacher..I used to study at XYZ engineering college in Bangalore. We had a very sexy teacher who used to teach a.