After about 10 minutes I changed my position and rolled to lean my chest with her legs. She again began to run her fingers through my hairs. I gradual...y descended my head downwards and at times my chin dipped inside her thighs.I began to rub my face with her thighs and she slightly parted her thighs to give me access. Innocently I advanced my head slightly upwards and thus my face reached her pussy area and then I again began to rub my face at her crotch. I felt my face just touched her soft. She uncrossed them and said to me, "Do you like them?" with a pointed look to the tent of my pants.I felt bold for some reason. "Yeah," I told her. "but I'd like them more wrapped around my head." She didn't respond to that at all.We were driving a few more minutes when I felt her hand on my cock. I almost jumped out of my skin. She just smiled at me and told me to keep driving. It was like I was under her spell, she instructed me to unzip my pants and I did. Her hand was cool and soft against. Faggot. Queer. And I was sure I was the only one in my school. Ha! Fat fucking chance. At least, I didn’t ever think seriously about killing myself. It didn’t get that bad, but it sure as hell wasn’t a good time.”He smiled, “Then I explored the Internet. Wow. Gay porn sites. Oh my God! Eighth-grade boys should never be allowed online. Especially with a laptop. Alone. In their room. Ever.”He gently squeezed her hands and asked, “But what about you? Didn’t you ever Google ‘BDSM’? Read Fifty. Voh sharma gyi aur hss di nd usne mera nose pakar kaha naughty boy. Usne kaha chalo mai tumhe apni friend se milvati hum mai uske sath chala gya. Usne apna, apni friend ka mera introduction karvaya. Aur puchne lgi ke tum kya karte ho. Meri nazar uske bra par thi jo ke uske top mai se nazar aa rahi thi kyunki uska top net ka tha. Usne yeh baat notice kar le. Usne kaha kya tume inse kuch chaieye? Mai hairan reh gya aur na khne lga. Usne kaha agar chaiye toh mil skta hai.Mai kuch ho gya. Usne kaha.