I was really upset and gave glaring looks to that group. But he looked at me and said we will meet soon. I was sad the whole day thinking that I misse... a golden opportunity. Next day I entered the same coach. Luckily, the same guy entered the coach at the next station. I was really happy to see him. This time he didn’t want to miss the chance of fucking me. He asked me if I would like to go with him and I agreed because just the thought of him touching my thighs could make me wet what would. She was holding one breast one in her hand and she herself couldnt contain it fully.She said , ” nihal lo dekho. ” i just kept on staring on her one breast . they were full sized ripe mango with dark brown nipples. I kept on staring at her breast for it seemed like eternity. I didnt realised that while watching her my penis was again to to its full mast and i was opening my mouth. She just smiled and said , ” are you ok.” I didnt said a word and kept on staring.She said ,” kya hua “.Me- kuch. Causing a barely audible moan to escape my lips. he pulled his fingers away and without even a warning, the belt came down on my ass with a loud SMACK causing me to jump"Ah!....o...one s..sir." SMACK!"Oh two sir..."SMACK!"Three sir..."SMACK!"Four sir..." on and on it went. the belt smacking my thick ass, leaving red marks and welts. and through all the pain, I realized something. I was starting to ENJOY THIS. I could feel my pussy getting wet with every spank and every reply of "....sir" and. We sat silently, you leaning back against me, and I began stroking your bare leg gently, and I hoped chastely. I was ashamed of his feelings for you, and though I knew that it was only the result of needing touch and affection, I knew that one wrong action could cost me dearly. It was hard for me to allow you to freely express your affection for me, without my own arousal becoming the result. I could feel it now, my cock getting harder underneath her. I didn’t move, just allowed you your own.