Myteachers name is savitri. very good in looks almost homely, i came to know later that she is my sisters class mate. i have no idea about her in filt...hy manner.Ok one fine day my sister had got cow milk which is called as Junnu( at the time of delivering the calf that milk comes) i had taken that to her house, sorry to say that her husband is in BALASORE in a company ,what happend is as because of the intimacy i had gone directly to her home. i was stunned that she is penetrating the carrot. I always talked to her and greeted her – asking about her family - trying to get info out of her – find out about her background. Though she wasn’t “knockout pretty”, there were things about her I was instantly attracted to. She had good skin, long hair and an hourglass body. She didn’t have big boobs, but they were nice and round. She had nice wide hips and a thin waist. Tania didn’t wear much makeup…another thing I liked about her. She was really nice to talk with for the short periods I. With any luck, we’ll be able to meet a few eligible bachelors. Goodness knows the gala should bring some of those rich old tarts out of hiding,’ she giggle, plucking the cigarette from Claudette’s fingers for a drag. ‘Perhaps,’ Claudette murmured, resting her chin on her hand as she imagined what Fredrick’s reaction might be to the dress Mamette had brought her. It was black, form fitting on top and flowy on the bottom, and stopped right at her knee. The neckline was a lot more daring than. You ruck your skirt up, pull down your panties, spread your legs lewdly and stick a finger in your needy cunt, in one smooth motion."There, are you happy?" you ask her.She isn't. Your hand deposits the panties in your purse, but returns with the pantyliner."No," you beg. "Not that."Your hand moves of its own volition, overruled by your cunt. The liner soon finds its way to your nose. You try to hold your breath, but eventually you are forced to inhale the musky scent her arousal.Your fingers.