As they were drawing water from the well, they were approached by four women whom they had not seen before. Comparatively well dressed, the strangers ...ere polite as they spoke quietly to the girls. Two of them held up a card case with some sort of official looking identification."You are the O'Connell daughters?" one asked. When Olivia confirmed that they were, thestranger said, "Then follow me, please."The two women with the identification turned and began walking to a series of smaller. ” Anjali reached around and opened herself to my gaze, the thought of my cock in her arse filling me with excitement, the loss of the last bastion of her virginity, sacred that not even her husband had been there. I wet my finger and as I worked a greasy finger into her tight asshole,Anjali moaned she had never been fingered in the arse. “Bend over further, more, c’mon bitch, you know you want this”, I ordered as she grabbed hold of the sheets tighter and pushed her arse out to meet my hand. I. Most people are aware I am wanton in the matters of sex. I grew up normal enough for a girl but once I started menstruating I became insatiably boy crazy. I soon was sucking cocks as a precursor to losing my cherry at the age of thirteen. Once I became sexually active I became really sexually active. I was constantly fucking sometimes as often as six times in a twenty-four hour period. I got pregnant when I was still 13 but I did not skip a beat. With help from a friend, I had an abortion. Within minutes all the students came in and she started conducting the tuitions. I was looking for every single opportunity to peek through the side of her saree to get a glimpse of her boobs. Mind you she didn’t disappoint me. I was shocked when she adjusted her saree and gave a full look of her left breast. I was shocked if a woman could have such big boobs. I returned home and masturbated at least 6 times, that view of her left boob is still fresh in my memory. Since then it had become a.