The next signal came a few moments later – a firm downwards pressure on both my shoulders, quite unmistakeable in meaning. My teacher climbed off my naked prone form, and then bent to give me a soft kiss, one of her hands gently tracing down my body to caress first my breasts and then tenderly to stroke my pussy. Indian Sex We differ in other ways: I’m a brunette, with almost black hair, quite wavy and shoulder length – for fencing, I pin it up under my helmet – and I’m actually more curvy than she is! My teacher climbed off my naked prone form, and then bent to give me a soft kiss, one of her hands gently tracing down my body to caress first my breasts and then tenderly to stroke my pussy. We had been working energetically for over thirty minutes, and it was time to move on to the other part of the programme. My teacher massaged my back for a moment, giving me a lovely feeling as her fingers and nails stroked down my spine and out across my hips. As soon as I was in place, Miss Champney straddled me, taking up the classic 69 position with her mouth going down onto my cunt and her ass
