I couldn't contain myself, I was getting wet, this was my very first experience with a boy and it was feeling good, just a touch of him was making me ...et in my pussy. I asked to be excused and asked for the washroom, Brad said he would show me, infact he said he would take me to the one upstairs so if I had to use it at night I would know where it was.Brad took me upstairs making small talk, and I just had to go into that washroom and clean myself up, that's all I could think of. Brad walked. I won't disclose this just in case she just might happen to read this, keeping in mind this is a true story. Well her name stood for a rather provocative question one to which I answered yes and that's where this story began. We exchanges small talk and some brief banter and found some pleasant conversation between two happily married adults. We left after several minutes of friendly descriptions of ourselves and why we were even there. Me bored and home for 2 to 3 months with nothing to do and. There is plenty of water, take it slow.”It hurts to swallow. Sips. Slow. He’s right. Each sip and swallow is easier, though. Each sip and swallow hurts less. I move my hand to my eyes. “Eyes.”“Just a covering to keep it dark. And … let’s try taking it off …” He worked the tie at the back and I felt it coming off. I had my eyes closed. “Open your eyes … how is that?”I open them, it is dark but I can see. I see him. He is rough looking, wild even. Long hair to his shoulders, crazy looking beard. Jis per aarti Boli leenu dekhegi mene kaha han unhone Gown uper ker ke panty utardi ,fir boli haath fer ker dekh mene apna haath unki pussy per fera ,unki chut bahoot chikni thi and mast mulayam thi, mene bola ek din muzhe remover dena me bhi use karoongi, to kahne lagi abhi chal bathroom me bah madad ker dengi mene mana ker diya ki me naha chuki hoon and under garments ghar se lana theek nahi lagega,kahne lagi koi problem nahi hai mere pahan ker save kara loo fir jate samay change ker lena.Ya.