Now to the real part of the story Once I want to repair my bicycle I went to a near by mechanical shop to ask for tools since I know to repair my bicy...le.It was a Car shed.As there was a mechanic named Ramesh he was between 30 to 35 years old .He always have a look on my breast and my ass when ever I go there since on that day he was alone and reading news paper as I went inside he came near me and put his greasy hand on my shirt and my shirt became dirty as i told himmy mother would scold. He. I was going at my own pace for a couple minutes then he started to thrust back and forth. He must have liked the sound of me gagging cause he started fucking my face harder and harder. I was so nervous still I was hoping he was just gonna cum in my mouth real fast so I can run out of there. He then held his cock down my throat till tears were running out then he grabbed me by the hair and led me to the room on my knees. He bent me over his bed with my knees on the floor and I remember telling. How many other times your have shown your bottoms. Everything or I cant even consider you for our program .Panicking we lied .Yes we have masturbated a lot three four times a day at least. Yes we masturbated a boy made him cum a lot and cry. YES we fucked him with a large carrot. Yes we showed our bare bottoms at least twice a week.Now we are getting some where said the governess I have recorded taped your admissions .Later we will get you to write everything down .As for now we can accept you. She was relaxing back on the recliner with her eyes closed, looking really comfortable. My legs were starting to feel cramp. "Mom, is it ok if I lie on my back because my legs are getting cramped?" "Sure sweetie, as long as you continue massaging my feet." I layed down on my back and rested my mom's feet on my chest as I continued massaging them. Sometimes my mom would place one of her feet on my face and playfully says "Your face would make a good footrest, son, it feels so nice and warm under.