I looked over and stared at his attractive face. He caught my eyes and he smiled at me slightly. He reached up and brushed away a lock of my brown hai... that had blown on my face. Oh my, his touch was electrifying. Before I knew what was happening, he leaned in and placed his mouth fully on my own. He kissed me deeply and passionately. His tongue invaded my mouth and I met it with my own. He cupped my head with his hands and then ran his fingers through my soft tresses. We continued in this. Pehle mera unki taraf koi dyan nhi tha kyuki main unko bhut manta tha lekin ek raat pta ni muje kya hua us din maine ek site pe mami and bhanje ki story pad li or bus dimag me mami ko chodne ka silsila suru ho gya jab raat ko hum soye huye the to main jag gya or dekha ki mami so gyi hai main dheere se age bda or unko touch kiya jaise ki main nind main hu maine ek hath unki boobs pe rakh diya or aisa hiRakha rha thodi der main maine himmat krke unko press krna start kr diya dheere dheere us raat. You were completely shunned by everyone. Even your sisters would ignore you in school, though they had to talk to you sometimes just to keep your parents from getting on their case. The only person who ever willingly spoke to you in school was Angie. Angie was a good Christian girl on a crusade, and you guess you must have looked like the saddest soul in the school and to be desperately in need of saving. To her credit, Angie was a good Christian and a good friend and ignored the reprisals of. She fell head over heels with a new teacher who started at the school, a man half her age, and they actually started an affair! I couldn’t believe my luck when I came home one day during the school holidays on a day I knew father was at work and saw a strange car on the drive. Going into the house by the back door I heard sounds I well recognised coming from upstairs. Quickly I grabbed my camera (I was a keen photographer and used to use the bathroom as a makeshift darkroom), tiptoed upstairs.