My mom saw me rubbing my pussy one time in the bathtub and had a talk with me about how to make myself feel good that way, even showing me how she did...it including putting her finger up inside and rubbing inside and going in and out.Then, for my tenth birthday, she'd ordered me a small dildo and a small vibrator and showed me how to use them. And, ever since, my birthday presents each year have included a new dildo and a new vibrator, each year a little bigger, now with a clit head that really. Mera phir se khada ho gaya, maine sidha let gaya aur unhe apne lund pe bait ne ko kaha, woh bait gayi aur jor jor se jud ne lagi, unka 3 baar chut chuka tha, fir maine unhe doggy position, missionary position aur kayi position main choda, aur akhir khaar apna maal unke chut main chod diya, magar unka mann abh bhi nahi bhara tha karib aadhe ghante baad woh phir se mera lund moon main leke chusne lagi, mera fir se khada huva.Iss baar maine unse kaha ki kuch alag karte hain toh unhone pucha ki kya. 9 or us ke boos honga 32 ya 34 patli siKamar ke lag rahi thi dur se jab karin gaya to me kho hi gaya soch raha tha kash ye meri gf ho me kitna lucky hoga itni khoobsurat ke bata nahi sakta me wo pathan thi aap soch sakta hai ke pathani larki kesi hoti hai meri bike ki itni speed thi ke me dubara ture kar ke us ke paas aaya or us ko bola left Da du aap ko to us ne bola nahi me bus ka intezar kar rahi hu chali jayu gi phir mein us ko bolo ke me aap ko chor data hu to mera saat behat gahi bike par. I remember turning, retracing my steps, almost stumbling through the lobby and out to my car.I stayed in my car for quite awhile, I think. I just couldn't get my head around what I had just witnessed. Slowly my common sense took control and I began to think more rationally. Of course, I muttered to myself. I was making a mountain out of a mole hill. What I had seen was perfectly innocent, probably just a friendly buss as a thank you for something. I remember shaking my head, feeling.