He looked at me and asked if my aunt or mom knew. I said no as I knew my mom knew but, I thought maybe the less he knew the better. He said well wha... should we do about this. I put my head down and said I don't know. He said I should tell your aunt and mom about this. I couldn't say anything as my whole body felt drained and heavy. I said well I will go take these clothes off. He said why. I turned around and looked at him puzzled. He said u do look kind of cute dressed like that. He. My skin is ever so fair and sparse is my pussy hair. What little hair there is is soft and fuzzy and almost not visible. My private ‘love-hole’ – I wish I could view it in a mirror. Alas my layers of fat prevent me from so doing. Yet my fingers have never had a problem exploring the inner recesses in its totality. My therapist has called my name but… I am off in my own world as I part the lower lips of my body to touch ever so gently and stroke with little flicks of my finger to. His mouth found mine and we kissed lustfully."Give me your knickers," he whispered.My knickers were like a touchstone to me, to surrender them to him meant he was in control of my body for as long as he held them. I reached under my skirt and wriggled them down my thighs and off and handed them to him."Good," he said with a big smile.His lips found mine again and this time his hand moved up my legs and his figures teased my already wet pussy. I spread my thighs just a little to encourage him. You will be getting a piece of that ass on Monday!”So, mom said Okay and the get together was all planned out. The reason we are actually staying at Akmal’s is that his parents are away for the night. So we thought, we could have some fun at his. I said goodbye to mom and Anu, walking out with just my wallet and left the place. It was around half six in the evening when we got to Akmal’s place. Akmal had gone to do his prayers at the mosque, so we were waiting outside his house until he.