With her lubed up pretty good, I slid in with no problem. After I was buried all the way in, I stopped to feel her wonderful pussy grab hold on me and...not let go. She then took my finger I had in her, and put it in her mouth to suck the juices off it. When she relaxed a little, I slowly started to pump in and out of her. When I was pulling out, I felt her muscles grab hold not wanting to let go, and when I was pushing back in she relaxed a little. I wasn't pumping into her like a sex-crazed. The strap like things was attached to the long sock like garment on mylegs and feet. Gloria said, "You can open your eyes now sweetie." I didso to see what exactly I was wearing. I was right about the panties andundershirt, but I had no inkling of the colour of course. They were pinkand were heavily trimmed with lace. The panty especially, the whole rearwhich covered my boyish butt was covered in row upon row of lace. Theupper garment which Candy called a camisole had lace along the edges.. It was always a nervous moment for me before she finally released me from my nappy. I went in fear of having my bottom pricked by the super-sized pins. It was obvious our mutual circumstances had made us a matched pair. My fingers were not strong enough to hold the nappy and release the pins simultaneously, whilst Pauline?s fingers were too clumsy to squeeze and free the pins with one hand. Every morning as we were woken in our tutu cum baby-grows, an adult would first have to release. I placed my first kiss of my life to Neha,a special kind of feeling that I am experiencing in practical.She was wearing cream color saree . I took her to her room(I already know,when I went for first time to arrange things) and and took her pallu off and started giving kisses to her each and every inch of her face. I removed her upper garments and started playing with her breasts by tickling, sucking etc. meanwhile used to pressed my head between her huge two globes. It was quite big for my.