The drivers window is up and there is quiet music playing in the background. He hugs her tight as she snuggles into him. She looks up and kisses him g...ently. She stops him and leans back a little. Wait, do you have one with you? He nods. Do I get to come over for awhile? he asks. She shakes her head. Doubtful, but well see. Then without another word, she reaches down and quickly undoes his belt, unzips his pants and pulls them down. She straddles him, her dress riding up, and starts kissing his. "Liz, that man we met on the walk the day I came to look at the Old Post Office..." Yes?" He's asked me to go to the theatre with him." Has he?" Yes!" Do you want to go?" Yes, that's why I'm ringing you." Why? Want a chaperone?" No!" Like that, is it?" Oh Liz, don't be tiresome. I wondered whether you would have Annette for the night." Planning on sleeping with him then?" Liz! I hardly know him but what I've seen of him I like. I can't ask him to include Annette and I can't leave her alone for. After some time, suddenly the door opened and another lady teacher Swati (name changed) came, she is an absolute beauty purely white awesome figure 5’10” wearing a grey churidar and woolen sweater, went to the other teacher in the room talked to her and then came back and stood near me with her ass facing me. Now I was thinking was this a trap or I am being lucky today.So I decided instead touching with bare hands, I will use the pencil. Using pencil I first lifted her churidar slowly and then. It was an interesting thing about Axorie, if she sat on your lap, or gave you a hug, you not only knew she was nude, but it felt like you were nude too. Freaky didn't even have to take off his clothes to make love with her, a truely 'zippless fuck'. Well, aside from the bunching and cramped style, and the emission control. Still, having to change your boxers frequently was a small price to pay.However, when Axorie started getting bored sitting in Freaky's classes with him, she could be.