? You keep caressing unable to stop yourself now. You stroke the skin of yourbare stomach as your right hand continues to massage your breast through ...heflimsy material of your bra. You feel the hardness of your nipple pressing,urgently into your palm. Your blouse is falling open now. ?Tell me how you feel Fiona.? ?I feel warm inside. I feel sensitive. Shit I feel sexy. Horny.? ?You are sexy Fiona. Don't stop touching yourself. Someone may be enjoyingyou.? This makes you gasp as you realise. Her pert breasts are small but firm, and her dress does little to hide the sculpted ass beneath, the product of long days running track for your university. She's barefoot of course, and her blonde-over-brown hair is tied up in a simple ponytail, because there's something about that particular practicality that just gets you good."Hello Sir," she says sweetly. She's the timid type, so under normal circumstances she wouldn't make much of a leader, but it helps that her charges don't ever. Once she lay whimpering and trembling under him, he released her, easing back slowly. “Relax, pet,” he said low and sweet against her ear. “If you’re tense, it will hurt. Just give in. Submit. You’re not getting away, so just enjoy it. I quite prefer your moans of ecstasy. Just relax.”Knowing he was right only made it more humiliating. If she stayed tense, he was just going to tear her. Her breathing was labored as she willed her muscles to relax for him. As he pressed deeper with each thrust,. She smiled and mentioned “Beta , Grandpa was in pain hence i spent longer time in his room.” and she went away.A week passed;everything was normal and now I made few friends in village of my age. Dinesh was always busy in his final year matric exam summer vacation prep course hence either he used to study or in a school. Grandpa used to spend his daytime temple located 10 minutes from house. Everything was good. grandpa and Dinesh both were really generous and were very helpful hence i also got.