I’m sure quite a few of my friends would love you to go and see to their needs.”I leaned back on the bed and smiled. Desi indian Salma. I started by slowly stroking my dick in and out of her tight wet pussy until she urged me to fuck her hard and fast. Her student” I replied.“So you’re Rahul are you? Mrs. “Do you like my legs?” she asked.Well, I just nodded, not knowing what was happening. Salma took them in her hands and fondled them in front of me.“Do you like them, Rahul?”I just nodded, not believing what was happening. Mrs. Salma’s door.She opened the door, “Yes, Rahul. Salma picked up her ruler and smacked it into the palm of her hand.“Do you want me to repeat what I just said?” I quickly slipped off my t-shirt, shorts, and jockeys and was standing with my hands in front of my crotch.“Hands by your side, Rahul.
