I knew I'd become tremendously wet. I knew without touching. The heatbetween my legs was almost unbearable. My hand paused, and then Ibrought a forefi...ger down to the lips of my vagina.Thoughts flashed through my head. I was a virgin. I had no experiencewith women; not even a kiss. The girlfriends in my fantasies were allvirtual or from magazines. But now I was touching this eroticfemininity, feeling the sensations my hands created. It was strange, asif I was remote from this new body of mine. Now that I look back I was a bit niave and you’ll see why. I just laughed and said to him, “I think we could get into a lot of trouble online together.” He laughed and pulled me close and kissed my forehead and then got up and walked out saying he’d be back later. Now that I had the house to myself and masturbated a few times to everything that happened earlier. I started checking out the sites my dad bookmarked for me. And I couldn’t believe how popular a girl can be on there. I chatted all. That's how I knew he meant it. He said how he'd never seen any of his hour-long BDSM videos all the way through. He always ended up wanking, only a few minutes into one. He has no self control, that's one of his problems. No self restraint. But I can easily control him. Restrain him. Of course, he didn't come right out and ask for my help. He hardly ever does. But I always know what he wants.Chris was sitting on top of one of my old blankets, on my couch. The white, mental hospital issue. .kay dikhane chahati ho aur mere land ka jor se uski gaad me lagane lagaaa…kay tume nahi dhikh raha hai me kay dekha naa cha rahi thi kabhi se.. kehate hi naughty smile di…aur apni gaand ko aur jada mere land par dabane lagi … muje bhi bohat maja aaraha thaa…..Me abhi uski gaand ko hatose dabane laga aur uske kan ke pas jake kaha..Sudhaa tumhari gaand to mast kadak hai …… to tumhare chut bhi aaise hi hogi kay… aur me uski chut ko uski sadi ke uparse hi sehalane lagaa….Haaaa…. Hooo sandy …...