After finishing my drink I sat down next to a couple of guys, both in their late 50's...we started making small talk, during that time I noticed some ...of the men in the room making out and getting naked...it was quite a turn on to see this happening in front of my eyes...one man was giving another a blowjob in a chair in the corner, I immediately got rock hard. The two guys I was talking too started to kiss each other passionately...I watched and after they stopped they smiled and one of them. Without thinking I roll just slightly so it moves back over my cheeks.My heart is racing and my bottom is electric.Your hand rests again as your breathing deepens and I can barely hold still.The touch of your hand is mesmerizing, intoxicating. My heart pulses larger with each beat. Seemingly on its own, my pelvis starts moving, slow movements, feeling the deliciousness across sensitive skin.Your fingertips trace lines of fire that expand and radiate throughout my whole being: pulsing in my. The light grey color saree, sweet patches that were formed and the way she made her hair which was dyed and straightened sent jolts through my dick. I wanted her there. She had a smell that was fucking with my head. I wanted to fuck her so badly that I wanted to drench that whole fucking saree in sweat as we make out. I left that day after offering the help I provided, but I couldn’t take that sight out of my head.I almost shagged for the next three months before I actually fucked her one. I purchased six high-quality digital cameras, three high-end computers and a large-format color laser printer. One of the computers occupied the teacher's desk and had a second large screen monitor attached so she could show the whole class some photo techniques. In addition I also got them spare memory cards, a supply of CDs, DVDs and thumb drives. The teacher was overwhelmed when the boxes started arriving so I visited again to help her get everything set up and working.Cathy and Kim told me.