My pussy was soaking wet i was so nervous, I ran downstairs because i didn't want him to leave a package on the porch and scram. so as he walked up i ...pen the door peaking in my had and asked if he could bring it inside and leave it on the table. I guess he saw a small sweet girl and said sure. when he came in i shut the door behind him and pointed to the end table, at that time he turned around and noticed i was naked. he stared for a moment and asked nervously how old i was i said old enough.. Mylegs started to spread and my hips started to rhythmically push forwardon their own. I swear to you that my breasts started to swell as well.Muscles in my vaginal cavity started to stretch outward and my clitseemed to shrink just a little. I pushed in a little deeper and thepleasure grew. I really liked this and I decided to put my fingerdirectly on my clit. I just then noticed how wet I was and the naturallubricants starting to cover my fingers. A musty smell started to pullme off focus. It. Her black hair and slightly darker skin belied her mixed heritage. Her American father fell in love with Sally’s mother during a business trip to India. He brought her mother back to the States, and their daughter arrived about a year later. Sally wasn’t her real name. Her mother insisted on naming her after her great-grandmother. Unfortunately, Americans had a hard time pronouncing it correctly. By middle school, she almost exclusively went by her nickname.Ren discovered all of this while. That, at least, wasn’t unusual then and when the weather began to warm at least one weekend night would find the two of us, blanket under arm, heading out into the large wood lots along with a great many other couples. Fortunately there were a lot of wooded areas, so we could always find some privacy. When school was out for the year we both returned to our home town and found part time jobs. I played waitress at a small coffee shop near one of the tourist campgrounds in the area and Tom found.