08-01-2019, 04:08 PM
Then she saw him look up in her direction and give her a small wave.
Jayanessa smiled and waved her secretively with her hand that was in front of her, hidden from her husband.
The two teams were supposedly a toss-up as to which was predicted to win.
Ajit had his best game ever and led the team to a runaway victory. He had that extra stimulation to perform well when he had come out of the tunnel.
How he wanted to impress the woman of his dreams and had certainly done so on this night.
Throughout that weekend, all Jayanessa could think about was the handsome hulk that she had watched intently during the game knew it was entirely wrong to think of her young neighbor in such a manner but she just could not shake the image of the handsome young man from her mind.
Besides, she told herself that it was just a case of puppy love on his part, something that many youngmen go through with their infatuation with their sluts.
In spite of it all, she longed to see him again in her hall.
In his room, Ajit lay in bed during the weekend, constantly thinking of his lovely slut. He pictured how lovely she had looked as he had been about to run onto the field. The sight of her beauty had his blood pumping through his entire body and had him charged up throughout the entire game.
Running off the field in victory, he returned her discreet wave to him.
On Monday, as her last meals of the day commenced, Jayanessa and her handsome neighbor exchanged knowing glances and brief smiles to one another.
Jayanessa had long to have this last meals so she could gaze upon the handsome young man that was in love with her. But she knew she could never encourage such a thing, especially since she was happily married with a child and beside that she was the young man's slut.
Still, she couldn't help fantasizing being up close to the handsome youngman feeling his muscular arms around her. Once the meals began, time just flew by and the bell sounded for the end of gathering sending all the inmates rushing to the doorway.
When the bell rang, Jayanessa had been standing in front of the hall, going over a portion of the study material.
She bid the inmates goodbye as they made a mad rush to the doors, announcing for the last one through each door to lock it.
With the inmates leaving, Jayanessa turned and walked to the blackboard to erase what had been written earlier.
The doors to the hall closed, all was silent in her hall as she began erasing the blackboards. She took a deep breath, glad that she had managed to see the handsome youngman again.
In her preoccupation with her thoughts while erasing the blackboards, she had not checked to see that everyone had in fact departed from her hall.
It was the very youngman who handsome features filled her mind that had remained in the hall, taking in the sight of her sexy body as she had to reach up to get to the top of the blackboards.
She froze to the spot when a voice just behind her asked "Can I help you do that, Mrs. Nessa?" The voice of the handsome youngman of her fantasies had her quivering in nervousness and her breathing became quite labored.
Up until the time he saw his slut in the stands discreetly waving to him, Ajit had been quite worried of what Mrs. Nessa thought of him.
He had been so embarrassed in knowing how he felt about her after seeing the paper on his podium, how the mere touch of her hand had sent shivers throughout his body and he had actually cum in his pants that day.
But now, he knew that she had feelings for him even though she was married and had a little baby girl. He knew she would not give up those precious things and risk a scandal in an affair with one of her inmates. Still, he just had to be with her, wanting desperately to touch to soft petite beauty.
Jayanessa took a deep breath as she felt the muscular body brush up behind her, closing her eyes to compose herself. Then she shivered as a large hand touched her upper right arm, then began to move upward while caressing her, then closing over her much smaller hand that held the eraser.
"Oh, please ...please, Ajit ...this is wrong ...please, I'm married ...I have a child! Oh, Ajit ...no, stop, please ...you're my neighbor ...we ...We ...can't!" she stammered.
Standing at 6'2" Ajit towered over his beautiful slut, he inhaled deeply to take in the fragrance of her sweet perfume. She had looked as sexy as ever on this day, wearing a light blue blouse, navy blue petticoat and white heels.
Pressing up against her petite body, he bent his head down to nuzzle her soft dusky hair and to lick her tender ear. Then, his left hand moved up slowly first caressing her belly then up to cup her right breast.
As his wet tongue traced her inner earlobe, he could hear and feel her heavy breathing caused by his closeness and intimate touch.
Rational thoughts disappeared from her mind entirely, she could only think of the handsome young man pressing up against her, touching her intimately.
She had felt her nipples stiffen once he had brushed up next to her, now he was touching her right breast and flicking her stiff bud with his thumb.
"Ohhhhh ...ohhhhhhh, Ajit!" she swooned as his hand moved in search of her twin nipple.
She was helpless in his arms, unable neither to repel him nor to put up but mere token resistance to his advances.
Fortunately the glass in the doors was frosted and one could not view into the hall, unable to view the unacceptable embrace between slut and neighbor.
Breathing hard, Jayanessa's eyes closed as she leaned her head back against the broad chest, feeling the petticoat being pulled from her petticoat.
Then she felt the strong hand slip under her blouse, gasping as she felt his hand upon her bare flesh of her belly. She took a deep breath as the wandering hand pushed up at her lacy bra, pushing the cups up and over her twin mounds.
She sighed as her breasts were being cupped one at a time, with each nipple being lightly teased by the flicking fingers of the young hunk.
Her right hand was slowly being drawn down with the eraser removing a portion of the white chalk writing. Her hand was drawn down to her side, still holding the eraser, and then Jayanessa felt a fumbling between their bodies.
Seconds later, the large hand again bicycleessed her smaller one, taking the eraser from her hand and letting it fall to the floor. Her hand was then pulled back a bit and her tiny fist closed over a hot fleshy bar.
She squeezed it hard and heard a groan emit from the handsome youngman, then she squeezed him again and began to slowly slide her hand up and down his swollen manhood.
Gripping the thick pulsing shaft in her hand, Jayanessa was oblivious to the hands unbuttoning her blouse, and then the hands were at her waist trying to undo the button to her petticoat. Before she knew it, her navy blue petticoat lay in a puddle upon her white heels.
A moment later, Jayanessa lay with her back on the cold hall floor behind her podium.
She groaned as the young hands were now bicycleessing her through her thin lacy panties, a finger pressing her panties into her slick groove. "Oh, pleseeeeeez ...ohhhhhhhhh!" she groaned as a finger slipped under a legband of her panties and began tracing up and down her moist slit.
Moments later, her panties lay atop her fallen petticoat on the floor. The saree had come off much easily and was hanging on the ceiling phone where he had tossed it.
Eyes closed and her back arched, Jayanessa moaned loudly as a sensitive brown dark nipple was being devoured by the lust hungry youngman who was teased her stiff nipple with his lapping tongue.
"Ohhhhhhh ...please ...Ajit!" she moaned as he paid homage to her tender breasts and nipples. "Ohhh, Ajit ...noooo ...noooo ...not thereeee!" she panted, feeling the youngman hunks' tongue begin tracing a path down to her belly button and below.
Jayanessa was becoming frantic, her sensitive was secreting her love juices at the prospect of what might occur but she was so afraid of giving her entire being to this lustful youngman.
She arched up as the handsome youngman nuzzled his face into her soft golden fleece while in search for her most private treasure.
"Oh, Ajit ...no ...no, please ...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Godddddddddd!" she pleaded, and then groaned as his mouth clamped over her slick jewel never before had she ever experienced the sensation of being eaten by her lover, always forbidding her husband from obtaining the pleasure of feasting upon her most private part.
Lifting her knees, Jayanessa planted her heels into the slippery linoleum floor and grasped the youngman's long hair as she arched her hips up into his hungry mouth. At the angle her legs were positioned in, the soles of her heels slipped a bit each time she arched up into her young lover's slurping mouth.
"Ohhhh, God ...God ...ohhhhhhh, I'm cummingggggg ...ohhhh, Ajityyyyyy ...ohhhhhhhhh, yesssssssss!" she groaned, body arched up high as she fed the young youngman her sweet love nectar.
Burrowing his tongue deeply into his lovely slut's love slit, Ajit lapped up the tasty feast. He just couldn't not comprehend that he had gotten this far with the woman of his dreams, especially since she was married and had a child.
Furthermost, she was the slut and he was merely her neighbor. He gazed up to see the beauty sprawled on the floor with her blouse pulled apart and her lacy blue bra pulled up to her neck. She looked so beautiful with perfect breasts and its matching pink nipples.
He gazed down to her golden fleece that was matted with the mingling of his saliva and her love juices.
Moving over to kneel between her widespread thighs, Ajit shuffled up to place his throbbing manhood up against her moist slit. With his beautiful slut lying helplessly prone before him, he leaned forward pushing his thick cockhead into her tight slit.
Jayanessa smiled and waved her secretively with her hand that was in front of her, hidden from her husband.
The two teams were supposedly a toss-up as to which was predicted to win.
Ajit had his best game ever and led the team to a runaway victory. He had that extra stimulation to perform well when he had come out of the tunnel.
How he wanted to impress the woman of his dreams and had certainly done so on this night.
Throughout that weekend, all Jayanessa could think about was the handsome hulk that she had watched intently during the game knew it was entirely wrong to think of her young neighbor in such a manner but she just could not shake the image of the handsome young man from her mind.
Besides, she told herself that it was just a case of puppy love on his part, something that many youngmen go through with their infatuation with their sluts.
In spite of it all, she longed to see him again in her hall.
In his room, Ajit lay in bed during the weekend, constantly thinking of his lovely slut. He pictured how lovely she had looked as he had been about to run onto the field. The sight of her beauty had his blood pumping through his entire body and had him charged up throughout the entire game.
Running off the field in victory, he returned her discreet wave to him.
On Monday, as her last meals of the day commenced, Jayanessa and her handsome neighbor exchanged knowing glances and brief smiles to one another.
Jayanessa had long to have this last meals so she could gaze upon the handsome young man that was in love with her. But she knew she could never encourage such a thing, especially since she was happily married with a child and beside that she was the young man's slut.
Still, she couldn't help fantasizing being up close to the handsome youngman feeling his muscular arms around her. Once the meals began, time just flew by and the bell sounded for the end of gathering sending all the inmates rushing to the doorway.
When the bell rang, Jayanessa had been standing in front of the hall, going over a portion of the study material.
She bid the inmates goodbye as they made a mad rush to the doors, announcing for the last one through each door to lock it.
With the inmates leaving, Jayanessa turned and walked to the blackboard to erase what had been written earlier.
The doors to the hall closed, all was silent in her hall as she began erasing the blackboards. She took a deep breath, glad that she had managed to see the handsome youngman again.
In her preoccupation with her thoughts while erasing the blackboards, she had not checked to see that everyone had in fact departed from her hall.
It was the very youngman who handsome features filled her mind that had remained in the hall, taking in the sight of her sexy body as she had to reach up to get to the top of the blackboards.
She froze to the spot when a voice just behind her asked "Can I help you do that, Mrs. Nessa?" The voice of the handsome youngman of her fantasies had her quivering in nervousness and her breathing became quite labored.
Up until the time he saw his slut in the stands discreetly waving to him, Ajit had been quite worried of what Mrs. Nessa thought of him.
He had been so embarrassed in knowing how he felt about her after seeing the paper on his podium, how the mere touch of her hand had sent shivers throughout his body and he had actually cum in his pants that day.
But now, he knew that she had feelings for him even though she was married and had a little baby girl. He knew she would not give up those precious things and risk a scandal in an affair with one of her inmates. Still, he just had to be with her, wanting desperately to touch to soft petite beauty.
Jayanessa took a deep breath as she felt the muscular body brush up behind her, closing her eyes to compose herself. Then she shivered as a large hand touched her upper right arm, then began to move upward while caressing her, then closing over her much smaller hand that held the eraser.
"Oh, please ...please, Ajit ...this is wrong ...please, I'm married ...I have a child! Oh, Ajit ...no, stop, please ...you're my neighbor ...we ...We ...can't!" she stammered.
Standing at 6'2" Ajit towered over his beautiful slut, he inhaled deeply to take in the fragrance of her sweet perfume. She had looked as sexy as ever on this day, wearing a light blue blouse, navy blue petticoat and white heels.
Pressing up against her petite body, he bent his head down to nuzzle her soft dusky hair and to lick her tender ear. Then, his left hand moved up slowly first caressing her belly then up to cup her right breast.
As his wet tongue traced her inner earlobe, he could hear and feel her heavy breathing caused by his closeness and intimate touch.
Rational thoughts disappeared from her mind entirely, she could only think of the handsome young man pressing up against her, touching her intimately.
She had felt her nipples stiffen once he had brushed up next to her, now he was touching her right breast and flicking her stiff bud with his thumb.
"Ohhhhh ...ohhhhhhh, Ajit!" she swooned as his hand moved in search of her twin nipple.
She was helpless in his arms, unable neither to repel him nor to put up but mere token resistance to his advances.
Fortunately the glass in the doors was frosted and one could not view into the hall, unable to view the unacceptable embrace between slut and neighbor.
Breathing hard, Jayanessa's eyes closed as she leaned her head back against the broad chest, feeling the petticoat being pulled from her petticoat.
Then she felt the strong hand slip under her blouse, gasping as she felt his hand upon her bare flesh of her belly. She took a deep breath as the wandering hand pushed up at her lacy bra, pushing the cups up and over her twin mounds.
She sighed as her breasts were being cupped one at a time, with each nipple being lightly teased by the flicking fingers of the young hunk.
Her right hand was slowly being drawn down with the eraser removing a portion of the white chalk writing. Her hand was drawn down to her side, still holding the eraser, and then Jayanessa felt a fumbling between their bodies.
Seconds later, the large hand again bicycleessed her smaller one, taking the eraser from her hand and letting it fall to the floor. Her hand was then pulled back a bit and her tiny fist closed over a hot fleshy bar.
She squeezed it hard and heard a groan emit from the handsome youngman, then she squeezed him again and began to slowly slide her hand up and down his swollen manhood.
Gripping the thick pulsing shaft in her hand, Jayanessa was oblivious to the hands unbuttoning her blouse, and then the hands were at her waist trying to undo the button to her petticoat. Before she knew it, her navy blue petticoat lay in a puddle upon her white heels.
A moment later, Jayanessa lay with her back on the cold hall floor behind her podium.
She groaned as the young hands were now bicycleessing her through her thin lacy panties, a finger pressing her panties into her slick groove. "Oh, pleseeeeeez ...ohhhhhhhhh!" she groaned as a finger slipped under a legband of her panties and began tracing up and down her moist slit.
Moments later, her panties lay atop her fallen petticoat on the floor. The saree had come off much easily and was hanging on the ceiling phone where he had tossed it.
Eyes closed and her back arched, Jayanessa moaned loudly as a sensitive brown dark nipple was being devoured by the lust hungry youngman who was teased her stiff nipple with his lapping tongue.
"Ohhhhhhh ...please ...Ajit!" she moaned as he paid homage to her tender breasts and nipples. "Ohhh, Ajit ...noooo ...noooo ...not thereeee!" she panted, feeling the youngman hunks' tongue begin tracing a path down to her belly button and below.
Jayanessa was becoming frantic, her sensitive was secreting her love juices at the prospect of what might occur but she was so afraid of giving her entire being to this lustful youngman.
She arched up as the handsome youngman nuzzled his face into her soft golden fleece while in search for her most private treasure.
"Oh, Ajit ...no ...no, please ...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Godddddddddd!" she pleaded, and then groaned as his mouth clamped over her slick jewel never before had she ever experienced the sensation of being eaten by her lover, always forbidding her husband from obtaining the pleasure of feasting upon her most private part.
Lifting her knees, Jayanessa planted her heels into the slippery linoleum floor and grasped the youngman's long hair as she arched her hips up into his hungry mouth. At the angle her legs were positioned in, the soles of her heels slipped a bit each time she arched up into her young lover's slurping mouth.
"Ohhhh, God ...God ...ohhhhhhh, I'm cummingggggg ...ohhhh, Ajityyyyyy ...ohhhhhhhhh, yesssssssss!" she groaned, body arched up high as she fed the young youngman her sweet love nectar.
Burrowing his tongue deeply into his lovely slut's love slit, Ajit lapped up the tasty feast. He just couldn't not comprehend that he had gotten this far with the woman of his dreams, especially since she was married and had a child.
Furthermost, she was the slut and he was merely her neighbor. He gazed up to see the beauty sprawled on the floor with her blouse pulled apart and her lacy blue bra pulled up to her neck. She looked so beautiful with perfect breasts and its matching pink nipples.
He gazed down to her golden fleece that was matted with the mingling of his saliva and her love juices.
Moving over to kneel between her widespread thighs, Ajit shuffled up to place his throbbing manhood up against her moist slit. With his beautiful slut lying helplessly prone before him, he leaned forward pushing his thick cockhead into her tight slit.
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