Diya hai. Waise aap bura na mane to please apna naam bataie na.”Wo boli “ mera naam kyo janna chahte ho, mein to aapki priti nahi hoo.” Wo baat ...arte hue smile kar rahi thi.Mein bola, “ mana aap meri priti nahi ho, but aapki awaz itni sweet hai ki, meri ichha ho rahi hai ki aapse aur baat karoo.”Wo boli “ mera naam pratiksha(slight name changed) hai. What is ur name?”.I told “ i am ajay”. Meine use apne bare mein bataya.I asked “ aap kya karti hai”.She replied “ i am a maths teacher.”Mein udas. “So this is how you’re choosing to spend Summer break?” Sun asked, arching her eyebrow as she walked in, her slim legs flashing. She wore a pair of hot-pink booty shorts that showed off her boyish hips. Her shirt was tight. She had almost no breasts, just a pair of budding mounds.“I have to take care of the house while my mom is away,” I said.Sun rolled her eyes. “You are far too much of a good girl.”I smiled at her. “I like being a good girl.”Sun shook her head. “I’m bored. Want to go to the. For that I'm going give you 10 cracks of my whip. It's going to hurt, but you're going to learn to love it."I bit my lip as he said this and braced myself for the pain that I was going to endure.The first crack hit my body like a bolt of lightening, pain sered through me. I felt my skin burn, and I cried out. "I told you it would hurt, that's what happens if you choose to disobey me you little slut" He landed the second crack as he said this. Weirdly though, I found it quite arousing, the pain. I'd been used as a prop. Got me all hot & bothered & hard, showing me all the texts as they came in & all the randy replies she was making, all the naked images her friend was sending, etc. And then she's all: "Oh yeah ... you want me to finish you off?" WTF!?!So she leaned over and put her face in my lap and gulped me down, and started to give me the quick service ... but that wasn't gonna cut it. I wasn’t having it. Not after getting me all spun up. I took hold of the back of her head & I.