While her breasts slumped a little to her sides, with her nipples very extended and hardened, they looked wonderful, white and swollen looking as well... She looked totally wanton and eager for sex."Mom, I know you're probably not keen, but would you consider teaching me how to have proper sex? I really want and need to make love with you. I won't turn sulky or anything if you really feel you can't. I know it's a lot to ask." I was using my best pleading voice and trying to make a case that would. Mene usko bithaya aur anita ko aawaz di ki dekho kon aaya hai, wo bhi khush ho gai aur welcome kiya. Fir idhar udhar ki bate karte hue hamne dinner liya fir usko bola ki abhi rat ki 11 baj rahi hai ghar jake bhi sona hi hai to phir yahi so jao ,wo bhi raji ho gaya kyoki bahar barish chalu ho gai thi. Meri wife ne baju wale room me uska bed laga diya , hamara bedroom bhi uske room se laga tha aur bahar hi toilet tha. Ab meri planning shuru ho gai, mene usko good night karke apne room me aa gaya.. Her little butt sat on my chin. In the shadows I was looking down my nose at her fuzzy little pussy. I liked looking at it. She was twelve years old. I was fourteen. I reached up and took her arms and held her there. My mouth was just beneath that little slit. It was just natural that I stick my tongue to it. And I wanted to too. Then I stuck my tongue between her little lips and licked up the crack. It had a light salty taste and the aroma was terrific. She didn't move. Momentarily my mind. To the right of the towel I positioned a comb and brush, a box of chemical relaxer, a straightening comb, a flat iron, and some hair rollers as alternatives. I gave him options. I’d play the barber or the beautician: client’s choice. “I have wine for my gorgeous wifey. Rain, what are you doing,” Jon asked as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom. Damn...busted! I wanted to change into something sexy to sweeten the deal. But Jon was too quick. There I stood in my work clothes; a mid-thigh navy.