" What, Dan? Because I'm too YOUNG?" Uh..." There went the speech ability again."I'm sixteen. I know girls that haven't been virgins since they were e...even. I've known girls who gave their first time to sleazeballs and lost it while they were drunk or high. D'ya have ANY idea how many girls my age are still virgins? Ain't many."Jan said "ain't", a word she tried to avoid, but this just told me she was on a roll, speaking from the heart. And as this one-sided conversation was going on, she was. “Unless that pussy is filled with something much bigger than that little tongue of yours and pumped for a few minutes, it does not stop secretions. If you can help me out there, it will be very good.”I could not believe what she was suggesting. I asked her “You mean…”“Yes. I shall break my agreement once again. What are you waiting for? Put that 8 inch rod into me and pump me like crazy. Is that enough or do you want me to explain in more open terms?”“If you say so but remember I also do the. Geeta was a housewife and a particularly obedient one. Even after Ashish’s(Vishal’s dad) death, Geeta kept herself composed so as to look after visual. He still had at least 3/4 years of education left.Ashish had a huge land of his forefathers in his village in Gujarat. All the relatives suggested Geeta to sell the land and live a good life until vishal starts earning. But geeta respected Ashish’s ancestral land and hence denied selling it. She decided to take up some job to support the. A shiver ran through her as she saw a couple of businessmen glance in her direction. She quickly ducked her head, hiding behind the tinted glass again. Grabbing her hand I commanded softly, ‘Look at them, baby girl. Try to make eye contact.’ She shivered again before lifting her head back up and she started trying to catch the pedestrians’ eyes with her own. I knew how much it turned her on to be looking at complete strangers, letting them stare back at her own bright hazel eyes never.