"Great, you must think I'm creepy."She laughed and sat up, pulling her legs into Indian style. "No, you're not creepy." She patted the bed next to her... "Sit down. It's your bed." Yeah, a bed," I said, feeling dejected. "Not exactly the best place to sit to get school work done." That's why you bought the desk and chair, isn't it?" she asked.I nodded. "But then I invited you over and I don't have any place for you to sit." I'm fine right here," she said. "Besides, I already finished those things. Everytime I make it throb it rubs her clit. She cant sit still. She starts grinding on my shaft making the left side sticky with her juices. Swat!! She gasps as a I leave a barely noticeable mark. It hurt but just a little bit. Just how she likes it. I smack her other cheek so it wont get jealous. Up and down she goes on my shaft god she’s such a tease. The entire time she’s grinding she looking at me with those eyes. I beg her to stop moving and open her legs just a little. With my left hand I. "Taking in your new home Mr. Grayson?" asked the older woman who stood behind me and to my left.I still wanted to demand an explanation, but again as soon as the thought of action formed something damped it down."Look at me girl," She ordered, and I complied turning from the mirror to meet her eyes. "I'm going to be very generous and give an explanation of what has happened to you. This will also serve to show you that your fate is inescapable and tell you just what is expected of you from now. I quickly lifted her Saree as much as i could, pull down her panty. In a second i whipped out my cock, which was throbbing in my undoes. I didn’t waste any more time. Considering her age, i just looked around, found out the oil container, poured some on my hand and rubbed it all over my cock. It was not such a big one, but i knew it would help her to ease the pain at this age. And i need it to happen at one go before she could have a second thought. And it did. One thrust and my 5 incher was.