I never used to wear a t-shirt as they made me look awkward.When I was in the school, my friends used to treat me like a girl. They used to spank my a...ss and pull my cheeks, they even named me Neha. So, I adopted this name later on. When I came to the college, I was an outsider whereas all the other classmates were from the city and they mostly came from the same school. So, they had friends and I didn’t. My parents used to send me money but it was always insufficient. I wanted to earn more, so. Her thighs tighten against my head and her hand finds my hair and pulls me tight against her pussy. I increase my licking and find her sweet spot inside her pussy with my fingers, my other hand still wandering over her ass and thighs. I can sense she is about to cum, I keep the pace to match her grinding motion, and she whispers out, I am going to cum, and starts to grind her pussy hard against my tongue as I increase my speed and pressure with both my tongue and fingers. Until, finally, she. I can feel her pussy griping my tongue and the flow of her juices as she cums hard on my tongue. I love the taste of her as she cums hard for me. Watching her arch her back, trying to push her chest into my hands more and her pussy into my face at the same time. My nose still pressed firmly against her clit, and my tongue inside her as far as I can get. She grinds herself against me causing a second orgasm to hit on the heels of the first. This time her moan is louder. I pull one hand down. “Josh, wow, this is all so overwhelming. I’ve always thought about this moment, but never realized that it would actually happen.” I could see her breath had increased; she fanned herself with her hands as the reality of my proposition began to set it. “Sam listen, I know you are aware of my situation and my marriage. I’ve given this a lot of thought and, well, I want to explore my feelings for you. The idea of spending time with you brings such a sense of possibility for me. It is making me.