I imagined her breasts filling out a bright orange tank-top, testing the limit of the fabric. I imagined a black lace bra holding them tightly, and I ...hought about her hard nipples imprinting on the lacy fabric. It was all a bit much for me, and I started to get hard. I adjusted my cock inside my jeans and thought “what the hell.” After all, she wouldn’t be home for another hour. I opened the door into Lily’s room and took a peak into the top drawer of her dresser. My cock got just a little. Mene accept ki aur hello hi kiya. Dheere dheere baat karne lagi aur bahut jaldi frank ho gyi.Pata chla k uski age 17 year hai aur +2 ki student thi, gori chitti aur figure km thi. Dikhne me mast thi 5-7 baat chli aur usne bola k aap muje bhut pasand ho,,maine b same too u bola aur baat badne lagi,, usko piyar chaihe tha aur mere ko chut,,, 15 din bad hm face to face mile aur baat ki,, bhut pasand aae mere ko b main unko b,, bss abb raat din baat hone lagii,, phn pe sex krne lagee aur sari sari. Tears came to my eyes. I wanted to cry, I was so abjectly afraid.All of which ramped up by a thousand percent a moment later, when Iheard more twigs snapping underfoot, and grass being stepped on, andthen felt the presence of someone directly behind me.I waited for the knife to plunge into my spine, or the bullet to crashthrough my skull.I could feel breath on the back of my neck.I was never more scared in my life."Whatcha watching?" a deep voice breathed quietly into my right ear.I couldn't. “You would be a ‘Sir’. My father would have allowed me to marry you.” Those eyes that should have been full of joy, now reflected his own despondency and concern.He squeezed her close, trying to think of some way of saying what his mind was wrestling with. Then he heard a coach pulling away, and the main door closed.As the room door began to open, they jumped apart. Sir Oswald came in looked from one to the other and there was a rather twisted smile on his face. He gestured to the two chairs on.