But she never encouraged my attention and I could never overcome my shyness enough to beg her to let me touch her again. I dreamed of putting may hand...on her lovely arse. However, I was afraid that she would banish me from ever being with her again. That was soon to change. One afternoon my mother asked me to go to her room to see if she was home. When I knocked on her door, it slowly swung open and there she was, standing in front of her mirror. She was almost fully dressed but without her. Suddenly she asked whether I had an affair with any of them. I told her that I was not interested in such things. Then she asked whether I read or watched porno stuff. I was taken aback. I did not reply. She said, ‘I guess, you must have gone through such literature. Every young lad, at some point of time, does this and you will not be an exception. Don’t worry, you can be frank with me. I won’t tell anyone, even your mom.’I shyly told that I had browsed through a couple of such books and. . Aur usko apne hath se khilata hu woh kha leti h n fir woh bhi mujhe apne hathon se pop corn khilane lagti .. Fir movie shuru ho jati .. Tabhi ek romantic scene ata h aur mauke fyada uthata hu mai apna hath usk kandhe par dhere se rakh deta hu aur dhere dhere sehlana shuru karta hu.. Usko ek maza ana shuru hota h … Fir meri himmat thodi aur badhti h aur mai apne hath ko usk boobs par rakh kar sehlane lagta hu aur woh ankhen band karke siskiyan lena shuru karti h … Aur fir uses raha nahi jata. Aunty stepped forward and stood between the naked boys, at an equal distance from their heads. She looked at all of them with her hooded face and said,“We wanted you to cry exactly like you make the others cry in the school, is it our fault if you didn’t learn it properly?” Aunty interrogated towards them. They kept looking at her with their puppy eyes, before aunty yelled loudly, “IS IT?” All of them mumbled shivering, “NO… NO…NO..”She yelled against their faces again, “No what?” The room was.