We have sliding glass doors which is nice to have in the summer.so i sat there naked watching the tv when i glimpsed something out the corner of my ey....the house that is at the back of my house was lit up.i was suprised as no one had livedd there since ive been there.i could see that there was lights on up stairs.as i looked at the top window a grey haired man poped into veiw and he was staring right at me.oh my god!i could have died.he was looking staight down out of his top window straight. Then one day she had me put my hand inside her sari and fondle her pussy. I became very good at massaging cunt. Another day she asked me to get inside the sari and lick her dripping cunt. She would massage my cock almost daily. Many times I put my hands inside her sari even when she was doing some household chore. She would then stop; stand still with her legs open and body slightly bent while I sat on the ground and twiddled her pussy. On days when I did not go to school, I would come over to. The last line, which was fuelled by drink, said I loved his pictures and would love his cock to be the first I ever tasted. Reading it back afterwards I realised how badly it read but seeing it on screen in my “Sent” folder, sent a tingle down my spine.I sent the e-mail last thing at night and he replied the following morning. As expected he said he understood my nervousness and it wouldn’t be a problem, we could chat, watch some porn, mutually masturbate each other before moving on to oral. . She still about to get dressed but I knew something that might work I said no if your to sacred to that’s ok. That did it I knew her to well she said oh you think I’m scared huh and just handed me her clothes. I slide my pants on holding my shirt and her clothes I unlocked the door and stepped out. I put out my hand and gave her a look that said if your not scared take my handshe did and stepped out wearing only her heelswe walked down that hall to the next passing several guys and most of them.