Bad me sochenge, wo muskurai, mere taraf dekh kar,mai bola tum bahut achhi larki ho kanchan, mujhse kuch chiz ka zaroorat hoga to please sharmana nahi... bejhijhak bol dena, and aj tumhara namak kha liya , bol kar mai hansne laga, wo bhi sharma kar hans di, aise do char din kat gaya,roj mai kanchan ke sath khana khata tha, wo bhi mere sath share karti thi khana. Ek din kuch karan achanak din ke 11 o’clock sab market band ha gaya, koi hangama hua hoga , myjhe thik se yad nahi hai abhi, sab koi. He trailed soft kisses down my navel. I remember thinking how smooth his skin felt against mine, noting that he didn’t have any facial hair. He came to rest at my panties. I gasped when he inhaled deeply, taking a lung full of my scent. I heard him make a sort of animal like growl when the smell of my lust filled his nostrils. His hands dropped from my breasts, tickling a path down to my panties. Slowly, with his face level with my quivering sex, he slipped my panties down my hips and legs,. So hard to explain... I just want more. Pressing it deeper in I make it to the first ridge. These ridges are an inch thicker than the shaft, I feel spasms of pleasure through my wet messy pussy as my cock throbs and starts to leak precum. I take a taste as my cock grows even harder getting bigger as the head swells to the size of a large knob. I hold it and pull my fat cock head as I rock back and forth on the massive toy in my ass. Pressing and pulling the first ridge in and out. Now I'm. You ruined it for me. I loved to masturbate. I looked forward to private moments when I could touch myself and bring myself to a climax and feel the exquisite sensations of an orgasm. It's one of life's real pleasures, and it's free, and it's no one's business except mine, and you ruined it for me, and I wanted to do the same thing to you, and I couldn't, and I'm sorry, and I'm babbling. Please kiss me and tell me you forgive me. Pl..."Gratefully, his mouth covered hers and stopped her.