This other guy Naresh also seemed to notice my ass a lot and he used to say my ass was sexy in front of others and they all would laugh. But he never ...ouched me.Only Ahmed did. One day he invited me to his house for drinks. Now it was taboo to drink in our society so he told me to keep it a secret and that it is something he wants to share with me.I asked my parents to ask our driver to drop me to his place but for some reason driver was away for two days and my parents asked me to wait.I was. ''Dass kann ich doch nicht tun .''Er griff zu dem Telefon auf dem Tisch . ''Gut . Also dann muss ich anrufen .''''Nein ,'' flüsterte ich atemlos . Er grinste mich wieder an . Humorlos . ''Ich will keinen Strip von Ihnen , Mia . Sie sollen nur Ihre Klamotten ausziehen und mir die Wäsche übergeben die Sie geklaut haben . Und ich muss mich ja schließlich vergewissern dass Sie nicht noch mehr geklaut haben .''''Habe ich nicht ,'' sagte ich stockend .''Dann beweisen Sie es , Frau Schröder . Und. My pussy clenched itself around him, waves of pleasure radiated from around his cock. I was panting, now, and moaning. "Tell... me..." I heard him say, "how... much... you... like... getting... fucked..." I gasped and shook my head. "Tell... me... how... much... you... LIKE... getting... FUCKED...!" he said. And then I found that I did want to tell him. I put my hand on my mouth, and then I found myself speaking through my fingers. "I do... I do..." I moaned. "Oh God... Oh God... Oh please.... She was way too old to notice me, though she was still dark-haired and neat and tidy, and she had that headmistress type of strict bossiness that drew me.And because she was so much older, and Mum’s friend, my thoughts were totally inappropriate.My thoughts. They were whirling round in my head like the images on my ceiling were rearranging themselves.A fantasy started to form, a kind of wishful thinking, allowing my imagination free rein. The naughty side of my imagination. *I knew that Brenda.