She turned around with her dress hiked up above her thighs and I looked at her bottom. It was at that moment I became an assman! It was wonderfully be...utiful! Round, full, not big rather small and hard! And her cheeks sort of wiggled as she exited my room. She cast one last exaggerated flirtatious wink at me as she disappeared behind the door. I couldn't help but laugh and I heard her giggle as well.I stayed in my room and did my homework while mother prepared dinner and didn't see her until. She stepped toward the nearest one, legs bent and back arched as though she was a giant peacock, her fingers spread behind her and her chest displayed proudly. In her mind, she created the image of the hungry raptor biting off her proffered breasts instead of going for the neck as they usually did during an attack, and cast it into the tiny mind of the beast before her.Somehow, the raptor understood that this prey wasn’t going to run and was, instead, offering itself as a meal. Instead of. I wanted more. He said my girl pussy was so tight and felt so good. I heard his words “girl pussy” and I was in heaven. My body was his for whatever he wanted. He put more of whatever he was using on his finger and pushed it into me all the way in one fast motion. I may have been a nine year old child but there in that bed at that moment I was a withering mass lost in sexual pleasure. I never knew something could feel so good. He again asked how I felt, and again all I could do was moan ever so. Kya mujhe dekh kuch ho raha hai tumhe?Trainer: Nahi woh baat nahi hai.Main apne ek hath ki ungli se uske lund ke sar par tatol kar boli: To fir kya baat hai? Sharmao mat, sach batao!Trainer: Hmmm… haan woh… woh bas… woh…Main: Waise kabhi kabhi excersice karwane ke liye ek trainer ko protsahan bhi deni chahiye, hai na?Trainer: Haan woh to hai, par kaisa protsahan?Main uske lund ko apne muh mein lekar hatho ko sar ke peeche rakhi aur apni bachi kasrat shuru kar di. Apne sar ko upar uthati aur.