That was why I was so anxious at starting here; I was the first boy ever to have been accepted to this school. The governors had had a big row over th...s, not to mention the parents, but in the end it was decided that money was too short that they couldn’t afford not to accept some boys. So that was how I ended up here, gingerly pushing open the big wooden door into the reception; of course I had been here before, a jolly lady in her mid-forties had shown me round a couple of days ago on the. Usane towel nikali. Aur kapde utarne laga. Kya body tee body par ek bhi baal nahi uskay pink nipple dekh kar muh mai pani aanay laga meri najar usko ghoor rahi tee usaki body puri smooth thi. Wo bola Jai itnaa ghoor Kay kya dekh rahay hoo main koi ladki thodi hoon mainay ussay hastay huai kaha ki aisi smooth body tou kisi ladki bhi nahi hogi woh bhi hasnay laga.Phir usane jeans bhi utari. V-shape ki chadhdhi me uska lund ka shape dikh raha tha. Mujhe bahut maja aaya, ki Sumit ab mere saath. I collapsed on her and we lay there in an exhausted heap, panting and gasping for air. I could still smell the soap from the shower and the aroma of sex as we lay still holding each other on the floor. I then lifted my head and we looked tenderly at each other still gasping for air."I love how we feel together," she said, looking up at me."Me, too, this is amazing."While we were lying there, we heard the musical ring of a cell phone. "Fuck! That's my damn phone."I got off of her and she went to. In fact Mary and I live in what usedto be the old School House. The main school room is now the Village Hall.Tynewood Parva is still part of the Tynewood Estate and all of us, me andMary included, rent our homes from Sir Hector Tynewood, the currentBaronet. We are a mixed community. There are still some houses occupiedby estate workers. Others are occupied by retired people - such as Maryand me; whilst the remainder are home to professional couples working inthe nearby town of PeterboroughNot.