Fir men eek bar fir use hi kaha usne bhi binea piche dekhe hi me jawab diya fir men uska naam wghra puch aur mene pucha ki use muj me kya interest hai... me janta tha par uske bhole pan ko todne me maza aa raha tha usne kaha ki aapko kya lagta hai,Mene kaha ki duniya se der kar agar koi aurat chori se baat kar rahi hai to kuch na kuch to gadbad hogi to usne kaha ki haan kuch na kuch to hai, par agar wo aurat iss baat se darti ho ki wo badnaam na ho jaye to. Mene use hosla dete hue kaha ki esa. Fair? Is life really fair? Or was this just my destiny? Regardless, this young man had to pay for the being the punk he’d become. Victim of circumstances like me? Who knows. But the training that was about to ensue for certain would set him on the right path of obedience, no doubt.Looking at his sinewy lean back and his lean, small buttocks brought me back to reality. Trevor was teetering on the edge of fear and anger. My goal was to push him over the edge of fear, which would ultimately lead. “And we're in whites today.” “Plenty of time,” he said. “For you? Probably.” “Oh, that's cold,” he said with a laugh. “That is some cold-ass shit, right there.” All at once he surged off the bed and trapped me against the wall, his arms on either side of my head. “You know,” he said, “when I fucked my high school girlfriend I went all damn night. It's your own fuckin' fault I can't hold out with you.” “Sure,” I said. “Blame the victim.” He moved to kiss me, but I ducked out of his arms. Next thing I knew she kissed me full on. She was a great kisser and our tongues rapidly became entwined whilst we fondled each other through our clothes. We were both beautiful looking, fit and had there been anyone watching they would have shot their load with us kissing and wantonly groping one another’s perky tits and arses.That was just the beginning though. I’m guessing she had had lesbian experiences previously because she seemed adept at the whole ‘shebang’ (most fitting word evvvvvver)..