"Don't cry anymore. If it doesn't work out, it won't be not for trying. I promise you that. Just don't give me reason to doubt you. I promise you will...never have reason to doubt me."She turned and sought out my lips and she kissed me with her tear soaked and stained face. "I promise, you promise." She said. "I know your word is good and you know mine is." She was talking from her heart, to mine, and I knew it.She kissed me again and then looked at me a little funny. She knelt up and pushed me. She was lying completely naked on the bed. I came down to her pussy it was pink and shaved it was very cute and I put my tongue inside her pussy and I started to chew her clitoris and started to lick and suck them as good as I can. After 2 minutes she started to become hot and she grabbed my hairs tightly and started to scratch my head and she was moaning in pleasure aaaaahhhhhh anil aaaahhhhh oohhhhhhh do it faster you mother fucking asshole. I started fingering her and she was moaning loudly. Then the day which I was waiting came, on that day I was alone in my home as my parents went to a marriage far outside, as I was alone I was thinking about Manju and started masturbating, to my surprise she came to my home alone, I heard her voice calling and pretended as if I was sleeping without even zipping my pants, she came inside my house and entered my room as I just shut the door not locked it, she came near me and tried waking me. I respond her as if I was in deep sleep, she saw my. Most girls would have been quite happy with being a C-cup but Iwanted more. I guess after being deprived all those years I wanted tomake up for it and besides as they had been getting bigger and bigger theeffect on me of seeing them got more intense... in a lacy bra or a corsetor hanging free below me when I'm on all fours... they made me feel sofeminine and I wanted to feel more of that. When you told me you'd likeme to be even bigger I knew that's what I wanted too. I guess I didn'thave to go.