I kissed my way up her legs and she propped her head up so that she could see what I was doing. She moaned as my tongue first touched her pussy lips, ...nd she shoved her hips up, trying to get more contact. I licked and kissed her sweet pussy, trying to savor it. I brought my fingers into play and felt her inside. I pushed in a little, and felt something I had never felt before, a barrier."You still have your hymen," I asked."Yes," she moaned."It's going to hurt when I fuck you," I said."I can't. I glanced briefly at the light escaping from my sister, Janey’s room and stepped into the bathroom. I lifted the seat to the toilet and slipped my cock from my shorts. It was swollen, not fully hard and it was a few seconds before I could empty my bladder. The relief was pleasant and put me in mind of the book we had read the previous year in which the unlikely hero had described the same feeling. He had figured it was better than sex. I hoped he was wrong.As I left the bathroom my eyes turned. Usko mera pglpan pasand ane laga tha..Aur uska birthday tha to mene kaha kaha chalo treat nahi dongi aj. Sirf chocolate se kya hoga. Usne kaha nahi aj nahi. Aj to boss ke sath jana padega. Aur ha aj rat bhi nahi hogi kyuki aj puri rat uske sath hi hu me. Mene kaha tumhara pati? Vo to tin din ke liye nahi bahar gaya he..Vo boli..Kal tumhe treat dungi paka aur kal chhuti bhi he aur kal boss bhi nahar he to me free hogi to kal pakka mene kaha thik he muje call karna kuch hoto. Usne kaha thik he. I picked up the pace and added a second finger to her drenched tunnel. One of the thrusts with my fingers pushed through her hymen. I felt it tear. I stopped for a second and she shifted around. “Are you ok?”“Hurts” she whispered. “Go slower in there for a bit please?” I pulled my fingers back a bit and moved my thumb to het clit so my mouth could take a break. The constant pressure from my thumb, and the continued movement of my fingers brought her to climax. She stiffened and shook slightly..