Soma: (rote huwe boli) sir aap busy hai kya?Me: nehi main free hu lekin pehele rona band karu aur bolo kya huwa?Soma: sir aaj maine aap ko naraj kar d...iya na?Me: mmmmmm nehi aisi koi baat nehi.Soma: nehi sir mujhe pata hai, apko acha nehi laga isiliye apne apna hath hata liya aur pehele maine jab phone kiya toh apne maira call bhi kaat diya.Me: nehi nehi aisi koi baat nehi, who main thoda busy tha.Soma: lekin sir. Jab maine apka hath pakda toh apko bura lagan a, please sach sach batana.Me: dekho. I could feel my balls tighten up and the pressure building to the boiling point. I looked down and my eyes met hers one more time she smiled and then all at once, she stopped.“Alright stud that’s enough for now, I don’t want this to end too quickly I’m not done with you yet. Besides, it’s my turn.” She said. My first reaction was to let out a loud groan at the frustration of not reaching my gratification. Abby got up and sat next to me on the bench seat. I can’t stop staring at her tits, I want. "Damn, why is she turning me on this much? No girl has ever turned me on before," I whisper. My left hand goes under my jersey till my fingers lands on my throbbing clit. My eyes dart back at the amazingly erotic bathtub show. She is now fingering herself and moaning. As she pulls her fingers from her gaping cunt, she roughly plunges them back in. She does this numerous times till her legs begin to shake."Fuck yes," I moan as I plunge my own fingers deep inside my wet walls. Being so lost in. What a relief! A new school, in a city three hours away from my tormentors.Great also to get away from my father and his strict religious bullshit.I settled in quickly at boarding school. Some really cool boys in my class, all of whom were again at least a year and a half older than me, but nevertheless made me welcome. Three of them were accomplished musicians. When they discovered my prowess on the guitar and my singing voice, they were quick to suggest we form a band and “Four Wheel Drive”.