A few months later another Punjabi lady Mrs. Nelam Ahuja went Mamtani way. She declared she is in her family way. She was a lecturer in a Science Coll...ege and she explained in minute detail how she seduced a student from her College to father her child. I used to think that all ladies are making stories just to spend time. I was beginning to believe that such things do happen in society as IVF is costly and one does not know the father’s real looks.On a rainy day, I decided to go to a beauty. Not the orifice I was expecting but an orifice non the less. “Oh my giddy God!” Surely the owner of the giant redwood knew enough about the female anatomy to know that he wasn’t supposed to stick his stump in there! It was touching me. Pressing into me with blunt intent. The breath on my neck was coming in short, choppy bursts. What were the thoughts going on behind my head? The stump was pressing in and out, as though looking for somewhere to lay root. Its owner must have been awake. Must. My cock, once again hard as a rock, throbbed at the sight and I let out a moan of approval. "Mmmm, you like these huh?" she observed, squishing them sensuously together. I let out another moan, my eyes glued to the sight of her fondling their soft flesh. "That's good to know," she smiled."Take your hand away, I want you to just use your mouth," as she slid her jeans and underwear down over her hips and off, to stand deliciously naked beside me. I dropped my hands to my thighs and bobbed my head. This was completely unacceptable. The only thing that stopped me from going straight to the deans office is I would have to admit to masturbating in the library, something I'm sure he would not be okay with. "So there isn't anything else then?" I said, starting to stand up. She immediately rolled around me and blocked the doorway. She asked me quite sweetly to sit down, she let me know that I was not yet free to go. "Actually, I have quite the little proposition for you. How about you.