‘I’m sorry I freaked out earlier,’ she said, stroking my thigh lightly. ‘I guess I knew that boys did that. It was just such a shock…and I p...nicked…’ I slid my arm behind her and pulled her into my lap. She tugged her skirt down to keep it from riding up and settled in, pressing her hip against my throbbing cock. ‘I’m sorry for scaring you that way. It’s just that you were in the shower, naked, and I was imagining what it would be like to be in there with you –’ ‘I was imagining it too,’ she. “You’ll see” she said, smiled at me, and walked ahead. She had to cross the road to get to our garden path, and as she did so, I saw she was leaving a leaving a wet trail. Piss was running down her legs, and onto the street. The back of her skirt was going darker in colour as the piss spread.She turned into the garden and walked up to the door, then turned round holding her keys. I’d just reached the pavement on our side of the street, and she said “Go on, dare you again!”It was harder than I. All he could say again was I am so sorry Kiran. I decided to try and make as light of situation as best as I could and I simply said its OK Abbu I guess you have your needs as much as I have mine and besides that makes us one each now. Abbu smiled at me and said thanks and I just said OK lets forget it now and with that we went down stairs and shared a pot of tea trying to make as good a conversation as we could.Next day I went back to work as normal, Abbu had brought our tea as normal but. Then one day when she was 15 we were there alone in the furniture store and we decided to fuck. But for some stupid reason we were standing up and I was behind her. And it was dark. So I put my huge 24inch long 6inch diameter pecker inside her hot little (and it was: she was about 4'-10"', I was 5"11") body and asked her if it hurt, she said only a little, I pulled out made myself wetter and went back in. She seemed satisfied, so I kept pumping her till I came, then pulled out and sprayed her.