It was just common chat. I later took her number, then chatting continued. She was not that fair but I knew she had a hot body underneath that dress. ... continued my chats with her every day getting to know heer, her character ,and a safe way to execute. I and she became very close, Then one Saturday I had a special class, during interval I went to the lab she was doing her project work on her laptop, she was alone, she was wearing a blue churidar.We started chatting, then as part of a joke I. " You're looking at the cooks," the teenager responded with a muted giggle. "We don't have anyone working for us. We did get a crew in to help clean after we had a hundred people or so here for Margaret's wedding, but other than that, we do everything for ourselves."Courtney, thinking of the richness of the furnishings in the dining room and the suite she and her husband were assigned to, not to mention the elegance of the giant living room she had briefly glimpsed, found it difficult to. His finger was the very first thing I had ever had inside my vagina.What happened next?They talked together ignoring me. The older one, the one that had put his hand up my skirt gave the other one a knife. Then he got up from knelling on my feet and went to the door, he shut the door to the room. I was terrified. I thought they were going to kill me then.The one with his hand over my mouth spoke to me, he told me to be quiet and listen. I will always remember what he said. He told me his friend. If I let you fuck me, will you pull out and squirt your cream on my tits?"Well, being a gentleman, how could I refuse? Right, and fuck you again, but I did manage to nod."Good boy," Betty giggled and then bent over a case of canned salmon before raising her skirt. Her ass was big and firm and I couldn't resist slapping my hand across it. "Ouch," Betty yelped, and her gaze grew hot as she stared back, daring me to spank her again. "That's it, make my ass nice and red. I want it hard now. Fuck.