I was wrong. The class was scheduled to start at three, but at 2:59 there was still nobody buy my wife and I in the room. I was concerned that we had ...got the wrong class room, or that perhaps today's session was cancelled, but Sharon calmly assured me that nothing was amiss.At 3:01 the classroom door opened and another person finally arrived. He was an oriental man, who appeared to be in the later stages of middle age, yet he had an indefinable quality of energy to him. He was carrying a bag. ’ In other words treat everyone like you would want to be treated. If you want to treat someone badly, then they would treat you that way too, but who wants to live like that? I sure don’t, so I treat everyone as nice as I can and hope that they treat me the same way. Now as you know, if someone treats me or innocent children badly, then I have the strength and power to treat them very badly in return. I do have some rules that I live by. The golden rule is one, but that can be expanded to mean. Once she was wet, I pulled my pants and gave my dick her hand, she stroked it and gave me a blowjob for couple of minutes, all this time both of our hearts were racing and we were constantly keeping an eye on the husband and daughter.She pulled my dick from her mouth and gave me a condom from under the drawyer, she herself put the condom and turned her back towards me and guided my dick to enter her vagina, she gave loud moan and I held her mouth to avoid noise and I started thrusting my dick. ”Maine unko sugar diya aur woh boli, “Nahane ja rahe the kya beta?” Maine bola, “Han aunty.” Woh boli chalo thik hai main chalti hun. Woh jaane lagi tabhi maine unko roka yeh keh ke ki, “Aunty jo uss din shaam ko hua uske liye sorry.” Unhone bola, “Koi baat nahi aisa hona aam hai iss age mein.”Unhone fir pucha, “Girlfriend ki yaad mein hila rahe the kya?” Maine bola, “Koi girlfriend nahi hai aunty.” Woh hairan ho gayi. Unhone kaha, “Kyu, toh iska matlab sex bhi nahi kiye hoga?” Main hairan tha.