Main bihar ke ek chote se gawon se hun aur main jis gawon mein rahta hun usi ki ek jamindar ki bhatiji se mujhe pyaar ho gaya tha.Baat un dino ki hai ...ab hum saathmein school aur phir colege jana suru kiye paur hamara pyaar age badha..un dino jab hum dono bahut hi ache premi ban gaye the tabhi mujhe ye baat mere premika se pata chali ki kaise uske chacha ne uski sosan ki aur kaise use ladki se aurat banaya.Achank ek din wo rote bilakte mere pass ayi jahan hum kheton mein mila karte the aur is. He rubbed it in, making sure to get plenty of it on his hand and slipping his fingers in and out of her hot pussy. She moaned and purred. He warmed her up as they continued fooling around. First just two fingers, then, three. He rubbed her clit with his thumb while sliding his fingers around in side of her. Next up, four fingers.Four fingers were a tighter fit, but the lube helped them slip in easily. She bucked her hips up, involuntarily squeezing him out. She contracted her pussy against his. Baby didn't speak but rolled her eyes in response. "Well, let's hear it." I said. "Who's the lucky guy?" Nobody!" She said, anger in her voice. "Well, I met this guy at sports night and he seemed nice. We danced to a couple of records and then he asked me if I wanted to go out to his car to take a couple of tokes." At this point, we were pulling into the parking lot and I shut off the car."Go ahead Baby, what happened?" With that, the pretty teen began to tell me about her salacious experience. Don’t you dare stop ...Mmm...Yeah...Mmm” and I realised how quickly a girl changes her mind when the frickin touch from the outset is delectably raunchy, unexpectedly dirty and new...Georges was a seasoned prick or was really playing out a complete grubby fantasy here: on me.It was a maraca handle riming my arse... then inserted in my puckered happy tush...there was the slight rattle as filthy Georges was wriggled it around...teasing my so, so sensitive rim. Boy; a simple instrument; but man oh.