Or should I call Rohan bhaiya? HahahahaRohan: Very funny. Hahahaha. So friends?Neha: Okay, friends.Then we exchanged our mobile numbers and the real t...ing began. I was happy as the hottest guy in the school is now my friend and I was waiting for the moment for our first kiss! But I didn’t want to be desperate even though I was desperate! Every guy thinks that they are desperate but believe me, I was way more desperate at that time than Rohan.So our chatting began on the phone with ‘hi’ ‘hello’. I trembled a little as I heard her clack back, but the next noises I heard sent a shiver up my spine, and had my cock as stiff as it had been earlier. The first sound was a soft clattering of sticks against each-other; the umbrella stand! The next was the threatening yet erotic whoosh of a spiteful cane cutting the air. My arse clenched tightly at the plug; I must have been an almost irresistible target for a dominant woman with a new slave. I jumped as she touched my cheeks with the cane; was. In the weeks to come, Tommy took to hanging out at our place from time to time. Carla encouraged him to keep her company while I was gone. The clothes she wore - or didn't wear - around him probably helped. More often than not, Carla wore swimwear around Tommy. Occasionally, she'd sport a tight-fitting and very thin halter-top that left her gorgeous stomach and belly button completely bare. Faded cut-off blue jeans accentuated the white top. She left her legs and feet bare and bronzed.One night. I felt a tingle run through my body, from my tits down to my pussy. I knew I’d be getting even wetter down there, wet and ready to fuck.He may have been a virgin, but I’d have bet money that mine weren’t the first tits he’d sucked. Maria had said he’d touched hers, and I reckoned they’d gone a bit further. He knew what he was doing with his tongue all right.Then I felt Hansie’s hand on my bare thigh, stroking and squeezing it. This was the point at which his step-mother had always stopped him,.