Both had frozen, but their lips were also frozen together. The contrast to the brutal treatment just a minute earlier was so stark that the kiss seeme... tender, almost angelic. ----------Wait! He kissed me? What the hell!She had been surprised when he stopped and had put his hand on her chin, not because of the pause itself, or not even because he touched her, but because of the tenderness of his touch. He had put his hand on her chin so softly that it suddenly felt like a whole other person.. .Aap toa jaante hain ki maine asma ki seal todke uski chudaai kardi ab wo aur mai hamesha mauke ki talaash mein rehte hain kab phirse chudaai ki jaaye lekin hamein zyada waqt nhi mil paata kabhi kabhi wo mera lauda choos leti hai toa kabhi mai uske aam choos leta hun aur kabhi uski choot bhi. Aise hi din beet te gaye aur phot hamein kuch mauka na milke ke kaaran asma ne phirse school mein chutti li aur mujhe call kiya mai aur ruksaar dukaan pe the maine fauran ruksaar se kaha ki mujhe hospital. I dont even imagine about men with twelve inch pussy crushers, forcing a young girl to have sex. Back to the story: The day after my sexual ecstasy with Jasmin, the teenage goddess, and her sibling prodigy, my mind drifted to all the different sensations. I imagined the feel of Jasmins breast, her gripping inner pussy walls, the scent of her ass pressed against my face, her hot stream of pee hitting my hard penis, her spasming bowels on my cock as she orgasmed, and the feel of my new young. I mean: did it hurt or bleed?I imagine some lost it from some casual insertion of something, long before ever being penetrated by a penis.I know many myths exists, in most cultures, about the importance of maidenhood as a symbol of female purity.I get to the next set of questions: Your first time. How would you define it? First penetration or masturbation?I can imagine some shall think back more to the very first orgasm, as this makes having sex so enjoyable!I love to know how that has happened.