Even with the age gap we loved eachother dearly. We hadn't told anyone else about our relationship; Jessicasaid that others wouldn't understand a woma... in her mid twenties fallingin love with a high school girl. I never wanted to give her up. I'd begay for Jessica, but otherwise hetero. I guess that would make me bi-sexual. We'd be devoted to each other, but would have three-ways with aguy occasionally. Not that we'd even gone all the way yet. Jessica saidthat I had to be 16 first.Luckily, my. Mai uske boobs daba raha tha aour uske hoth ko v pi rata tha aour wo mere lund ko pent k upar se hi daba rahi thi. Mera lund 7 inch pura lamba ho gaya tha. Wo v bechain ho rahi thi, maine uska kurta utha k uske doodh pine laga wo bechain ho uthi aour mai dhire dhire uska hoth chus raha tha aour ek hath se uske boobs masal raha tha aour ek hath se uski bur ko sahla raha tha. Won puri tarah machal uthi aour mere pant ka button khol k mere lund ko bahar nikal li aour sock ho gaye, boli bap re itna. But just as I think he’s about to spurt, he gasps, “Turn around!”I’ve wanted for him to tell me what he wants when he wants it for so long. He could say anything, and I’d do it. So I turn around. Mark pushes me back. It’s uncomfortable being bent back over the table, but when he digs his fingers into me, any sense of discomfit vanishes, evaporating on the altar of extreme arousal.How many fingers does he have in there? Two, three, four? I don’t know and I don’t care. He’s working them inside. I try to think of betrayal of him from Hugh’s side and cannot. Hugh was utterly devoted to him. They were together all the time, exchanging books, and all, Christmas letters and gifts in the mail till Hugh moved here. It was all going so well, till out of the blue. I knew there had been no fight. Huge had been so happy and bubbling about Julian’s birthday the next week and where Julian had said they would celebrate-in Paris. Which gave me the immediate idea of the car wreck in France. I had to.