As the massager finds its spot I lurch from the feeling and you take that as the sign to mount my cock. You slide it inside your tight hole and begin ...o ride me. “Remember, no cumming.” You say. Faster and faster you bounce on me. I’m moaning and begging to cum. But each time I get close you stop moving, allow my impending orgasm to subside, before riding me furiously again. I’m begging to cum and each time you stop and squeeze my balls, or twist the clamps to calm me down. Finally, after you. When I was jostled in the hallways - a VERY frequent occurrence - I hardly ever fell over anymore as I had developed quite superb agility. Often I could 'dance around' the jostling. Sometimes so well that the bully-du-jour would stumble when he tried to put too much of his weight onto me, only to find that I wasn't there anymore. Of course, as is the nature of bullies, they often got angry at that. Being light on my feet was no use when two slabs of muscle picked me up and hung me from some. The boy that I had shared my first remotely sexual experience with, living in my house, possibly sleeping in my room. I couldn't of been more wrong.Nothing more was said about babysitting or holidays that night and I left all the more exciting for the next few weeks. That all changed exactly two weeks after that night, I had just got home from school having not been to Derek's that day and my Mom said that she wanted to talk to me; We sat down after dinner and she said that she and my Dad were. And wo thoda nauty smile kar ke boli ki tum bahar chalo me khana bahar lagati hu lekin me unhe ka me kana nahi doodh piyunga tabi aunty boli ki abhi to tumhe bhook lagi thi aur ab tume doodh pina hai mene kaha muje bhook hai lekin aap ki chut ki ras pine ki,aap ki gand ke andar apne land dalne ki aur aap ki ye do bade bade chuchi ko apne muh me dal ke chusne ki bhookHai…. rekha aunty boli tum bahut badi badi bate karne lage ho lagta hai tumhare mummy se bol kar tumari marriage jaldi karani.