She was soon calling herself all the delicious names I had been calling her and she even called herself the master's fuck slut. I spotted a table tenn...s bat on the side and asked who did this belong to; she told me she used to play table tennis in a youth club when she was sixteen but had given it up now for some five or six years but had never got round to getting rid of the bat.I picked it up and promptly used it as a paddle to spank her still bound tits; making sure to hit directly on to her. ”I agreed. Changing my dress, I accompanied her to Professor Uncle for her tuition. Seeing me with her, he was a bit desperate. But Rekha handled the situation cleverly. Papa and Mom went out and he is alone uncle. Will you give him a comic book?” Surely, I have a lot of comics here. I’ll give you a big one so that you can read it until the tuition is over” he said happily. Really he had a good collection of comics. He picked up a comparatively big comic book and handed to me. I proceeded to. In gym the guys would tease me but it was the way life was. At home it seemed right wearing panties, slips and a skirt or dress. I never understood it but this is how I was raised. Hand me down dresses and blouses was what I always wore. School was horrible and the guys fought me all the time. I had to defend myself all the time. Then one day I stopped school and my s****rs taught me at home. I finally graduated from high school. I dated here and there but I was always attracted to guys. One. Without looking back, I pulled my bikini thong down to my thighs and cried out loud: "You better get over here and fuck me before someone sees us!" With that said I felt a hand on my left hip and then a rock hard cock sliding into my very hungry and wet cunt. When the cock slid all the way in the other hand was placed on my right hip. The cock started working in and out of my pussy picking up speed. I could feel the cock swelling and knew I would be getting my reward soon. The hands tightened.