Not surprising considering I'm only sixteen and just getting started. This wasn't exactly beginner's stuff.In the show, Lady Heather had stressed empo...erment. At first that confused me and it took a while for it to filter through. This dark new world that I was supposed to learn about, apparently needed to learn about, was all about trust and control. The weirdest part was that the ... victim if you will, the person being tied up and, not so much tortured, although some times that was clearly. Hum kaafi close friends ban chuke the. Humne ek dusre ko apna mobile number diya. Phir hamari baatein hone lag padhi. Mein ab usse sex ke baare mein phuchene laga aur wo bhi har baat khul ke batane lagi. Ek din jab mein college jaane ke liye bus stop par karha tha tab uska phone aa gaya. Usne Kaha ki tum abhi mere ghar aa jao. Meine usse kaha ki tumhari larki kahan hai to usne kaha ki wo college chali gayi. Meine usse kaha ki Mein aa raha hun to wo khush ho gayi. Mujhe pata tha ki aaj kya hone. And besides, doesn't it turn you on just thinking about it? Wouldn't it be nasty?"Terry wanted to deny the odd feeling of excitement and sexual heat that stirred in his balls when he thought about fucking Wendy in his mother's bed. But he couldn't."Yeah... well... okay... I guess we can do that..." he managed to say, still working the skin up and down over his bulging cock."And doesn't it turn you on? Doesn't it?" Wendy smiled."Yeah... I guess it does! Okay, it turns me on! There! Now are you. A groan indicated he appreciated my mouth on his cock, the warm softness, the wetness. I sucked a bit, pulling out more precum, reveling in the taste and texture and smell. A few strokes of his cock, a few seconds of suction on the head, a few licks of the tip, and I felt I could get back to business. I leant down, pulled back and up on his cock, and buried my face between his cheeks. He groaned with the return of that familiar sensation. I licked more, licking around his ass, feeling the.