She reply’s with a yes sir. She looks me in the eye and says for me to relax and enjoy. Now my mind is racing as Betty reaches in the bag and pulls...out a bottle of oil. Do as you are told and just shut your eyes and enjoy whatever may be in store. Soon I feel the oil being rubbed over ymy entire body. Everywhere she rubs it On my back, on my tits between my toes in the crack of my ass, i then feel her place the bottle in my hand and tells me, now do her. I comply and make sure to do as. Or wo haath uske boobs pe rakh dia.me to jyada hi khush ho gya.use laga ki me kuch karunga bt me leta rha to usne thodi movement kari jisse me jaagun nd notice karu.me bhi thoda hilne laga.mera haath uske left wale boob pe tha.niiple tight h gai thi.tab mene himmat kari nd boob ko sehlane laga.wo soti rahi.fir boobs press karne laga.vo maze leti rahi.fir mujse raha na gaya nd himmat karke dusre haath ko uski short me daalne laga.jab thoda andar dala to vo uth gai nd boli “bhaiya qa kar rhe. Are you for real?"Wendi smiled, "Yes. If you don't mind, I will be with you when you tell them."And that's how Wendi became my bff although we attend different schools. She accepted me for how I was, helped me tell my parents who understood, and kept all my secrets. Of course, she illiterate on numerous occasions that we could be friends as long as I remember she was not gay and never tried anything with her. Of course, that only made me want her more, but I valued our friendship too much to. ? Her head drops down between her shoulders,closing her eyes as she feels the leather kiss her skin, connecting with her ass,curling around her hip with a resounding ?crack?, and she arches her back intothe pain with a hiss as a stripe is painted across unexplored territory.? ?Thank you, Master,? she stuttersout.? ?Fifteen.? She groans, feeling thetingling euphoria beginning to stir in her.?More, she thinks, I can take more, Master.? She hears Master set down the belt on thefloor and step.