Me dhire dhire use apni baho me dabochne laga voh mujse dur jane ke liye chatpatane lagi use uthake mene bad par dhakel diya.Bad par jate hi voh bhagn...e lagi use pakd ke me usee kiss karne laga pahle voh muje dur karne lagi fir thodi der usko mene apni baho me uthake kavita ko mene upar sote hue hii uske kapde nikalna suru kiya usse smooch karte hue mene uska payjama nikal diya fir uska kurta aur boh mere samne adhdi nangi thi mene bhi jat se apne kapde utar diye me bhi underwear meaa gaya .. Tristian and Bill were 2 of my closet friends i spend plenty of time with them in my later years of primary school.We were around the age of 11 and Bill came from a large catholic family with older sisters and brothers. One day we had misbehaved again and the teachers had arranged for us to clean up the music / drama room as punishment.The teacher explained that all the instruments and equipment had to be sorted and put back in their spots in the room, he was to return in an hour and make sure. Often id fantasise submissive thoughts about being dominated by large breasted females, or even being humiliated by a well hung assertive man.One of my favourite wanks involved my next door neighbour Vera a widowed lady in her late 40?s.Standing only about 5? Vera was a plumpishwoman, who?s best feature was undoubtedly her enormous bust, which she loved to display in low cut tops, together with skirts which were far to short for a woman of her age.I knew exactly how big Vera?s breasts were as. . Suddenly she woke up and apologized for keeping her head to which i said it was ok…. Then we talked casually regarding hobbies studies and all and she asked for my number…. I gave it to her…. We arrived Delhi boarded same cab and went to our respective homes……At night i got watsapp text from her…. We chatted normally….. Day by day it became in our habits to text each other….. Our bond got stronger each passing day….. And we were comfortable sharing everything with each other…… And soon we.