I removed her bra too. For the first time I’m seeing boobs.I pushed her on the bed and went on top of her. Slowly massaged her left boob with finger...s. Gosh, what a soft feeling it was. I pinched her erect nipples. She moaned softly. I put my mouth on her right one and started sucking it. It was so soft. First I sucked and felt the boob for some time and when I was trying to take her whole boob in my mouth she was reeling under pleasure.She was pushing my head in to her boobs. I was changing in. "At first her conduct puzzled me. Then I thought maybe she wants to be fucked and decided to find out," I thought.That evening I met her coming out of Sunil and Madhu's room."Sarita," I said."Yes, master," she said."Sarita, you are very beautiful," I said."Thank you, master," she said blushing, "How are you?" I am fine," I said."Do you like to stay so far away from home?" she said."Sarita, we have lot to talk about. I'm in a hurry now. Why don't you come to my room at night when all have gone. I started cutting school, hanging out with the wrong people, getting into fights, and finally getting into trouble with the cops. Nothing big, just little petty stuff, but enough of it to have me sent to Juvenile Hall. When I got out at age sixteen, I had straightened up. I had worked in the mess hall while in juvie, and I learned just enough about cooking to know that I wanted to learn a whole lot more. So, I made up the schoolwork I had missed, graduated on time, got a half-decent second. Layla went about her day intermittently sending notes back and forth to Kevin. Since she worked from home, she took time between conference calls to take selfies in panties and heels to send to him. Kevin enjoyed receiving the images. He could not believe how beautiful Layla’s body was. He replied back that afternoon saying, ‘You got the ass, legs, and voice. Damn. Why can’t you have a pussy?’Layla sent a reply that read, ‘I do have a pussy. It’s a good tight wet boipussy.’Kevin retorted, ‘But.