Her eyes watering slightly. "What kind of man are you?"I answered curtly. "One who gives orders ... and expects them to be obeyed."Her entire body was...shaking with desire as she lifted her own wet panties to her face.I was enjoying her little show. "What do you smell Sarah?"Sarah looked at me, silently begging me with her eyes ... She found no compassion in them."Sex," she whispered.I smiled slowly..."Now tell me you still believe you don't want to be spanked..."She looked at me ... still. I had one plan to make her tempted for sex. The next day morning I said I had a dream where we had sex and I explained each and everything which I wished to have with her. She got aroused and said one day we will do in real.That day came my parents were out of town I called to my home she was wearing a pink chudidar. She was a bomb. The things which I gonna do was the things which I explained to her as the incident came in my dream. She was drinking water seeing my pics in the showcase.I hugged. Shelly noticed my bulge and asked about what it was like to have a cock. "Do those hurt when they are hard. What is it like when you cum squirts out? What does it feel like inside a woman?" Shelly asked, her sister hanging on waiting for an answer. I told them the best I could but I could not answer the inside the woman question. "Well can we see it? we have never seen one." Both girls asked. Now normally I would not even want to talk about boners and such but this was my space and I had. The University of Boston for example. They constantly had gaggles of students in the tunnels, doing research of some sort or another. We'd given them one corner of a storage room to stash stuff they used frequently; stuff that was cumbersome to pull up and down the stairwells that led down to my little domain. And I would need some of that stuff, if my plan to find Megan worked. So either way, I needed access to my apartment. And I had to hope they hadn't left someone in there, because if they.