I wanted them to do anything they wanted to me. That I would be helpless to resist, that I had to say yes to anything they wanted to do to me.“I gue...s that was the first time I ever thought about being a…what you’ve called me. A fucktoy. And I used to fantasize about that in bed at night, then put my hand between my legs…and…do me…until I came.”“And were there any specific boys you wanted to do you that way?”She paused again, and there were frown lines on her face.“It’s okay, Sara. No one is. " Josh begged. I turned my head to him and said, "Oh, it's you. You're sopopular. I thought it was somebody else, since nobody that popular wouldever say hi to me." Josh laughed earnestly and said, "Sarcasm, huh? I like that!" "Yeah, whatever." I shot back angrily. Josh put his right hand on my head and messed up my hair like atrue brother. Then, he wrapped his arms around my shoulder and pulled metoward the swimming pool with him. I pushed him out, said nothing andwalked to the opposite way.. Nishant took in the sight of hooks straining agaisnt the tight firm swell and the way the design of my brassiere was visiable and our lips were locked together in heat of passion. Nishant’s hands cupped my breasts and kneaded them firmly while his fingers fumbled for the hooks of my blouse. We continued kissing as I pulled his zipper down and felt for his erection inhis shorts. wow he was well hung. I freed his cock and starteto to pump it.Nishant raised my saree to my thighs and bent to kiss. He normally sleeps there. Hence, we decided stay calm, slept in the same bed side by side. We put off lamps and the owner’s attendant went to sleep. I laid myself showing my back to my boy. He caught my idea and places his right hand on my ass and left on my left boob.He started to squeeze over my shirt and pant. I opened my shirt slightly to give him access. His hand is big, and his fingers are also lengthier. He just inserted his hand in my shirt caught my bare right boob. Since it was in.