I was amazed with that structure she was maintained and masturbated for a week thinking of that seen. This was continued for almost one month after a ...onth I was lucky that my mom has introduced me to them. They were two sisters both are elder than me in them the elder was a fatty I call her Motti initially I did not spoke to them but slowly we became good friends in a very few days.To my luck one fine day her family had left her alone and gone to their relative’s home which was far away from. She wanted to scream, shout, or throw something. Instead, she sank to the settee in the foyer and fought back the tears that threatened to leak from her eyes. The only thing that stopped them was his last words haunting her.“You’re frigid in bed... I needed more action… Someone who fucked me like she wanted it.”Those were the hurtful excuses he had hurled at her for his cheating the last five years of their marriage. When she least expected it, those words replayed in her thoughts. "Fuck him!". Maybe I was a late bloomer, but my first time wasn't until my junior year in high school. It was a great year. I had just turned sixteen, voted our prom queen, and my boyfriend was the prom king. It was after the prom party that we had a room in the hotel where some of our parents gave us a party.Neither of us had much experience in the fine art of fornication. I had given him several hand jobs and once a blowjob. I had masturbated enough times that all was clear, that is, my passage way had. We were supposed to be going to a house party. On the way there, we got a call that the party had been cancelled. Seems the kid’s parents ending up not going out of town for the weekend after all. No party. No plans. We were kinda bummed. We were near the UGA campus, which was basically deserted so we pulled into an empty parking lot, cut off the car- Rob’s Tahoe, and proceeded to “light one up.” Please, no judging on smoking a little. After a bit, we were full on high. Lol. And when I get.