But as she was virgin and I didn’t wanted to miss a chance to deflower a virgin pussy and now I ask her to part her choot lips for me as my finger w...s in her choot and my second hand was busy with her boobs she parted her choot lips with her hand wow pinkish hole was waiting to be explored by my loura but I said first I should give her oral fuck then let her test my loura and now my tongue was on her clit she gave a moan ahhhh bunty it’s a wonderful exp… aahhhh and I pushed my 2nd finger in to. I explained I went for a run, came back, she was still asleep and went out the back and was working on the van and bike. When I came in, she was up and away and hadn't left me a note. She told me I should have left her a note. I told her all she had to do was look out the bedroom or kitchen window and she'd have seen me. Then I realised she had opened the bedroom curtains before she left and must have seen me. So I threw that in her face, and ripped right back, telling her she was manufacturing. I grabbed something to eat, went to my room to listen to music and read. At this time in my life I was pretty much asexual. I had compared penis with another kid once when I was much younger, I had kissed a girl and held hands but that was it. I was no Casanova by a long shot. I had very soft features, never very masculine and I did have a bubble butt which my sisters friends liked to point out. They used to grab my ass and ask her, you sure you dont have any black in you? Days and weeks went. She would have married him had he asked. She would have cooked and cleaned and been the dutiful wife – and as he surmised to late, she would have been the proverbial ‘whore’ in the bedroom. He left town for college. She stayed. It was her senior year of high school but she almost immediately found an older man who physically and mentally abused her. They married, against her family’s wishes, immediately after she graduated. She almost immediately got pregnant and had a child. Then a second.