I too mixed up with Hostel boys, studying in schools, colleges and professional courses with much ease. Soon I became close friend of Mr. Sophan Heads...trong and Mr. Maddy Siradker as we were studying in the same standard but in different schools. Mr. Sophan had a reading habit so we used to go to the public library for reading news papers and magazines. There wasn’t anything mentionable in my first year of the Hostel. It passed normally. All the boys passed their respective classes and again met. For a moment he stayed thus, motionless, but then, with a sudden gulp of air, his body relaxed onto his bed.He heard a noise, or thought he did, and his eyes shot open. Nothing! Except "Why is my door open?" he thought. And then he remembered that his mother had left it open after she had woke him earlier, to remind him to cut the lawn, and to tell him she was leaving for her Gardening Club meeting. "And Dad's probably golfing," he thought and relaxed again, pulling the sheet over his nude. She was so aroused every touch was felt in her sex. She took the loofa off of the shelf and filled it with water. Turning her back to the faucet and removing herself from the rush of the shower, she squeezed the loofa first all over her face and into her open mouth. Next, she drenched the loofa again, this time with the intention to drip water over her clit. The stream felt warm and she invited its touch as it engulfed her sensitive area. She felt naughty that water and such seemly limited. I sucked her clit and hood into my mouth and twirled my tongue around it. Sarah started to ride my mouth, thrusting her hips so that her clit was pushed harder on to my mouth. Her hands were over her tits, her thick nipples poking through her fingers and I could see them opening and then tightening on her nipples, pulling them harder and harder as I brought her to orgasm. Another new thing as I’d never seen her play with her tits before. She came really quickly, grinding her cunt on my mouth.