One fine night she was staying in my house and me my parents and her all slept in hall. she chooses to sleep beside me. She said that she had a habit ...f holding something to sleep and hold my hand .After 30min when everyone was asleep she drag my hand to her neck and then inserted my hand into her cleavage . My cock becomes instant hard like never before. It was first time I felt a girls boob . it feels awesome to press those melons and pressed them hard for which she made a slight moan and. I imagine my bottom was a canvas of bright red with a tinge of purple across each crown of my bottom cheeks.I for my part reacted bucking and grinding my groin acting like a sissy colliding with his hardened penis.“Puff-puff-f-puffing.A pout back up at my punishing teacher did not ask for the burning spanks to stop. I understood now I was getting what I deserved which was raising blisters upon my blazing bottom.“SPANK-CRACK-WHACK-SPANK-Plapp-Splat-Spank-SPANK-W hap-SPANK”Holding on not wanting. This is absolutely delicious. I said. I really wished you cooked more often. Well, i dont want my friends to think of me as a freak. He said with a tone of sadness. They wont if theyre truly your friends. I tried to be supportive. Im not very good at it. I dont think they will understand though. He said. I do. And were friends right? I asked. Yeah See, theres a start. Already 1 friend who understands. I said smiling. Good. He smiled back. We finished the food and kept talking. We talked for. Dressed in black track suits and wearing dark balaclavas, Toby and I looked like a couple of ninjas bent on assassination as we moved between midnight shadows across the lawn of Frolichmann Manor. The security system was antiquated. I disabled it in under thirty seconds. Toby was impressed. Once inside the house, I climbed the staircase to the top landing while Toby fossicked, starting on the ground floor, for marketable knick-knacks. These he stowed in a large sports bag brought for this.