You could tell that it was me because you could clearly see my face. It seemed that everyone received a copy, and even I somehow managed to get a copy... And even to this day I still have and treasure those copies, because they remind me of my first ass fucking. You would think that I would be impressed, but I wasn’t in fact quit the opposite I was proud and that was when my reputation of being a slut began. And that was also when I realized that I was a true slut from that date on……...My. He blinked profusely, as he had seemingly an eternity ago at thestockings crawling up his legs, yet he only felt the long, lush lashesof his big blue eyes flutter prettily."Holy smokes!" he cutely cried, then frowned at the rather outdated,silly-sounding expletive he uttered. "Wait! Why the heck can't I curse?Gosh darn it! I?"As he struggled with his new inability to curse, frustrated at furthersounding like a perfect, polite, princess, he cooed uncomfortably as hefelt the legs of his tight,. ’ He thanked me with a smile and then he entered Shreyas’ bedroom as Shreyas guided him.They soon got themselves involved in chats and games till the afternoon. It was lunchtime and so I called them both to the dining table. Both of them sat at the table and waited while I arranged the plates and served them. Then we all started eating and I started a conversation with Rajesh – ‘So Rajesh, how are your studies going on?’ Rajesh – ‘Very well, aunty.’Shreyas then said – ‘He is one of the toppers. I couldn't resist myself," he apologized immediately."Umm. It's ok. But can we try that again?" I asked."Sure," he said, obviously embarrassed. I put my hand under his chin and kissed him softly and slowly. Soon, the kiss turned into a French one. His tongue explored every inch of my lips and mouth then started swirling around my tongue. Good heavens, he tasted so good. Suddenly, his hands went exploring around my body as we kissed. His hand trailed along my thigh till it was about to hit my.