I’m pretty sure she didn’t expect this. I cut in before she could say anything. ‘I don’t think so, Sandy. Too much history. I don’t think I ...ould go back down that road.’ She nodded, sadly. I think she expected my response. Sammi was passionate, eloquent, outlining why we should try again. She didn’t take my traveling well, she was jealous of Moira or girls I could meet while out of town. She really did love me. I just nodded. ‘Tell me Sammi, if we got together again, what would change? I’d. Amazing as always, he picked me up, my legs wrapped around him, and sat down on the couch. I stood up, pulled off my pink lace thong, and got right back on him. I pulled up my dress, took his hard cock in my hand and let it penetrate my wet pussy. He grabbed my waist and thrust his thick hard cock into me. His hard cock in my vagina made me moan, and within no time I was pleased. "Fuck me, Shawn," I said as he grabbed me and laid me on my stomach on the floor. My legs spread open, he put his. “Well, you girls are always talking about sex and guys and stuff, and I don’t really know about that sort of thing.”“Oh well. You’ll get to sex when you want to, not just to fit in. There’s nothing wrong with just satisfying yourself when you get horny.”“Uhm, yeah, you mean, like, fingering?” she asked, still shy.“Of course, dear. We all masturbate, don’t we?”“Well, I don’t,” she stammered, redder than ever, “that’s why I feel like such a stupid twit. At my home, it was considered a sin, you. Baat aaj aaj se 2 saal pehle ki hai jb. Mere ghr wale dashere ke utsav me bahar humne gye the. To mammy me meri mashi ko ladki jiska maan aarti hai use ghr pr bula liya taki mujhe khane pine me koi dikkat na ho. To aarti ghr pr a gai or mere ghr wale bahar ghuumne chale gye. Poora din me tv hi dekhta raha kyoki sunday tha or mera school bhi band tha.To hmm tv dekhte rahe hao sham ho gai sham ko hm khana kha kr jaldi ho so gye jesa ki aapko pta hai ki dashehre ke moke pr halki halki thand hone.