I didn’t mind these questions so much. I knew that even if they were trying to get my goose by asking me all these silly questions, they were in fac... still learning. I had seen a noticeable improvement in their behavior as they accepted the discipline I meted out on a daily basis.We had also practiced what they would do if and when they met people they knew, including their family members. I knew this was a spot of anguish for them. There was of course the obvious humiliation factor and they. He slipped his hand inside her blouse while continuing with their cryptic conversation,“Are you talking about–”“What do you think I’m talking about?”Things got pretty heated between the two as if they were ignoring Ashok and the fact that they were surrounded by the public in a restaurant. Ashok looked away while being disgusted, “Fucking hell! Alex is definitely screwing Savita… and they’re letting Annie watch!”He finally got up and walked away, “Everybody’s getting laid but me!”That very. She was full of positive energy, always a hard-worker and coming to practices ready to play hard. We talked on the regular outside of practice as well. It was a great friendship. We would have random, completely innocent jokes about sex often because we both knew that we were attracted to each other to some degree but never, EVER expected anything to be made of that. It was innocent and fun and we both would laugh at it. But the tension.. that sexual tension.. that desire.. it wasn't going to. At every opportunity to be in lonely places male workers used to fondle her bossoms, and put their hands inside her saree and caress her cunt. I used to get thrilled to see all these things. I had also seen uncle fucking ladiy workers in the bathroom, pump shed etc. While I was there I used to regularly copulate with her. When I attained the age of 20 I became pretyy expert in sex acts. Usha had a daughter.Once while licking the bushy cunt of usha, I asked her to allowe me to deflower her.