She said as I kind of fumbled around a little. She went on to give me a female anatomy lesson and gave me detailed instructions on the best way to eat... pussy, how to use my tongue, fingers and lips. These were lessons I have kept with me ever since and improved upon. She talked me through it, and explained how to lick pussy. She told me how a girl needs to be teased more than guys do. She told me to lick her inner legs and breathe out on them, cooling her skin, and lick all around her pussy. Uska chera puri tarah se gila ho gaya, aur jagah jagah sparm gond ki tarah chipak gaya. Kuch uske balon pe bhi jakar lage. Uske moonh se nikla, “What the fuck!”Aur usne mera lund jhatke se chod diya jo is tarah hilne laga jaise sunami mein mobile tower hil raha ho.Me: “Sorry baby.”She: “Its okay, anadar samandar chupa ke rakha tha kya?”Me: “Na re, ise ‘prit ka pani’ bolte hain, ise chakhne se kaya komal aur jawan rahti hai.She : “Kya? You are joking hain na!”Main dhire dhire muskara raha tha.. The first student who entered was Vin, a guy who dressed like a punk-rocker out of school, his hair dyed a hue of black so dark it was clearly artificial. He had a wallet chain rattling as he walked, spiked bracelets on his wrists. He looked like trouble, but he was one of my best students. He had a poet’s soul.“Mr. Davies,” he said, not realizing I was naked.I nodded back.Then Brenda entered. The redhead grabbed her sweater vest’s hem the moment she dropped of her book bag. Vin sat two seats. Mummy Kuch nhi boli. Aunty = maine kaha tha na karim bhai bahut lattuuuu hai tumhre upar.mummy= hmmmm.Aunty = to phir kya socha hai.mummy = soch rhi hun ki kaise or kahan hoga ye sab.aunty = ohhhhooo kya bat hai ab to tumhe khusi hi khusi hai. Mummy = bo sab to thik hai lakin prblm ye hai ki kaha milu unse. Aunty= hmmm unke ghar me hi or kahan.Mummy = Nhi agar kisi ko pata chal gaya to. Aunty = kisi ko kuch pata nhi chalega. Or baise unki dukan me se bhi unke ghar ka door hai. Mummy= sumanji.