The boy straightened and faced her. Now she could clearly see the outline of a bulge in his shorts. Her glasses enabled her to watch him as she bent f...rward and low, setting up a folding chair for him to sit on. She could see him looking as her ample and unconstrained breasts swelled up under her top. She could feel her nipples begin to harden, under his gaze. “Thanks Mrs C,” he mumbled. Now it was her turn to observe him. She was sure that the shorts package had changed shape and constrained. Didsome of that stuff go in your mouth, what is it like,does it taste nasty?”Her reply was a relief as I had visions of all sorts ofawful repercussions. John finding out, the home withthe inherent embarrassment and all sorts of things. Idecided to take the bull by the horns and told her howwonderful it all was and how sorry I felt for her thatshe had never had any sexual experiences.What happened next should not have been a surprise butit was. I watched Jonathan walk over to the dining. By the time we emerged from bath room, we were laughing and giggling like kids.Then as Rahul watched spell bound, they fucked me royally. Villagers have no patience or delicate approach. They handled my very roughly, their hands and bodies were very hard due to sheer physical labour. They squeezed my tits and buttocks with such force my squeals of pain surprised them, they thought they were handling me gently. I showed them the red, angry welts where their rough fingers left the marks.They were. She'd cross and uncrossher silky stockings, dangle her heels so that I could see the darkerreinforced heel and toe of the stocking, mesmerized by her pretty paintedtoes showing through the reinforced toe of her stockings. Always catchingme, looking for my reaction to her teasing games.Then, one Saturday, Auntie Heather called our house and asked my Mom ifit would be OK for me to come over to her house and help her with somethings around the house. You see, Auntie Heather only lived around.