She looked up at me and I realized what a small leap it would be to drown myself in those eyes. She closed the door behind me and turned on a small table lamp nearby. Indian porn We moved together slowly, not as if in a dream, but deliberately as if long planned. I was so thoroughly smitten, it was all I could do to suppress the adolescent urge to blush and giggle around her, yet she engaged readily in conversation and was appreciative of my obvious affection. Soon, we were like a wild thing, our bodies moving together in a violent unison. In my feverish dreams and steamy fantasies, I had a confidence that was difficult to muster in the face of the reality. She was smiling and humming softly, something that vaguely resembled a lullaby. The lyrics were different but the song was the same. Frantically, I searched for scenarios where we could be together for the supposed duration of the class, so selfish was I where she was concerned. And it was in all probability the last chance I would ever have to spend time with this wonderful woman. She was writing her name and the class title on the board behind her desk when the sun came up the second time that day. What did I miss?”
It was then I
