“Aahh aahh aaahh fuck..Fuckkk” I held him so tightly and moved my hips to match his rhythm. “Thappp thapp thapp”.His speed became unbearable t... me causing so much pain in my pussy. But at the same time, an immense amount of pleasure starts hitting me. I rubbed my clit. And Ansh stopped for a while and asked me to look at the surroundings. I couldn’t believe what I saw. It was like we were in a kaleidoscope!I could see the mirror images of myself getting fucked in different positions by Ansh, by. One day I got the brainwave to bring a few magazines downstairs and put them under the couch in the living room so I could get easier access to them... and I could hear when my grandparents got home so I could leave through the other door to go play in the yard (oh I loved growing up on the farm). Soon I started to experiment with playing with my pussy. Once I started, I didn’t like to stop.My cousin and I would often look at the magazines together downstairs when she came out to the farm if. Then I took her right hand in my right hand and kissed her fingers.Followed by kissing her forearms and then kissing her shoulder over the saree and repeated the same with her left hand too. Then I kissed her cheeks 4 times each. Then I kissed her neck and found that her body had turned really hot as she was very very nervous. Then I kissed the back of her neck.I whispered in her ears, “I love you I will be with you forever. Don’t be nervous.” Then I kissed her ears and her closed eyes and nose. Her nationality: typically American, an up-to-date flapper. Her hair was bobbed and short, done in the customary style of the day, and she was clad in a highly abbreviated dress that showed off to perfection the full symmetry of her well-formed legs.Her eyes were of a deep violet hue, with long silken lashes, and she had a cute pert little nose and an adorable pouting mouth.Her age-well, that is hard to judge, in these days of modern fashion when granny dons short dresses and bobs her hair-but.