Fir mine uske galo ko eek kiss kiya kis karte hi wo mujhse lipat gai mine bhi use apni bahoon me kas kar pakad liya or apna muh uske boobs par rakh di...a. Wo or bhi jor se mujhse lipat gai.Fir mine uske eek boobs par apna hath rakh diyaaaaa. Mi kahada hua or mine apne kapde jalldi jalldi utar diye wo mere badan ko kisi bhooki ladki ki tarha dekh rahi the or uski aankho me gulabi dore tyerne lage the.kuch der bad mine uska hath pakad kar apne tane huye land par rakh liya.us ke naram naram haath. I was in the lunch room when Holly entered, all conversation stopped, and every eye in the place was trained on her. My sister was a Sex Goddess. Every cock in that room wanted to crawl up inside her and die. Even the girls couldn’t take their eyes off from her as she walked toward the food line. Kids parted like the Red Sea to allow her through. Holly picked some unusual food to eat that day, certainly not her normal choices. Then soon I found out why. She put some yogurt in her mouth, opened. I jumped at her question, all sorts of fantasies going through my head while I wondered what she meant.She must have seen my shock because she added: "Sorry Mr Matthews, I just hate to think it will never feel good, that I will always be frightened of a man's touch. I didn't mean anything by my question."I paused while I thought. I looked at pretty young Cindy sitting across the table from me, her ample breasts pushing against her silk blouse and my eyes were drawn to the soft skin of her. Then one day I saw a wedding announcement in the paper that Michelle was to marry the following Saturday. I got an immediate hard-on knowing that some other stud, probably a doctor, was going to pop her cherry. I felt burning jealousy and wanted to do something about it. I had to take Michelle first. She was too hot to let someone else take her. Michelle’s cherry was mine to take.So, I found out where she lived from another nurse. I told her that I wanted to send a wedding gift. Once I knew.