Please give me time to travel I certainly need a break and for the record, I am not your lip turner. Her lips skimming through his trail in seduction ...air he drifted like a big river tide pleasure how he loved drifting___drifting & wanting so much more. What a “Smash Box” he smothered me with his fish taste lox he smeared cream cheese all over my breast. I got on him? His cock was riding me back and forth he was lighting up like a statue of hell-torch, it was a macho image moral rich. No one used to shout at me at my mom’s place and I used to love it. As days changed my innocent mind turned naughty and I started to look at my maasi by a very different view. I started visiting her house and as I said I was te only child for my mom’s family I was pampered way too much. So even after turning 16 maasi used to sleep with me at nights when I used to go there to stay over.Slowly and steadily I became bold and I used to love her smell. She would sleep hugging me and as I gree I knew. He cried out loudly and I winced at each stroke, glad that I wasn't on the receiving end. Most of the other girls had tears in their eyes. I saw his prick clearly when he stood and rubbed his bottom before carefully pulling up his short trousers again. We thought he was going to swear at the teachers but he must have realised the futility of that. Miss Collins put her arm around his shoulders and took him sobbing back to his seat and he sat painfully down. By then he wasn't worried about our. I blushed and said "oh um thank you". I walked away to the showers, noticing him staring at me. The showers were separated into stalls, like a bathroom but with curtains. I went to the far end stall which was the largest, placed my basket on the floor and began scrubbing with my pink loofah. I heard him walk over and began showering in the stall next to me. I didnt know what to do. After a few moments of silence he called over to me "hey sophi can you help me scrub my back". I was in shock but.