The pain shot across her jaw, jerking her head back as far as her neck would allow."Yes What?" Yes ... Sir!" Excellent. You're a quick learner. So lea...n this. No tights. Lose 'em now, and never replace them. Stockings or nothing is the dress code from here on."Her ungainly wriggle accompanied her breathless "Yes Sir" and the tights joined the skirt and blouse.Emmet took a step back and gave her a withering look."Next? Drop the granny pants. French Camiknickers giving full access, or, of course. .First, our chat started through mail later we exchanged our numbers one fine evening got a text from her numberBhuvana: hey are u free today? Let’s have a coffeeMe: of course we canShe asked me to come to Phoenix mall Velachery.I got ready and started before I reach she was waiting for me in a coffee shopI went shopping and gave her a dairy milk silk chocolate and hugged her we both were talking about personal taking selfies etc.. Finally I dropped Bhavana near her house she gave a kiss on my. Bringing it to my nose, I tried to smell it and even considered tasting it before rubbing it off against the grass. Soon after, I joined the women at the river. But I wondered what had happened to the other boys. Did he tell his friends to stay away? Did they know? What if they were watching? Worse, if they tell everybody, I would be ruined! I didn't even know their names although I'd seen them several times at the village fairs. But as the cool water envelope my naked body, I realized I was. I pointed and gestured ‘quiet!’. Carol peered over the divider and gave me a grin. “Is that what you’d like?” “Uh….yeah!” As Carol snaked my manhood out of my beach shorts, I looked over at my neighbors. Pretty erotic, watching and receiving at the same time! Competitive me. I began to compare techniques. The neighbor was clearly less enthusiastic then Carol. It was our first night of course!We retreated to the bedroom before Carol’s knees chafed. It was more of a stunt than erotic loving for.