I mean fast is fun sometimes but slow and cozy is just what I wanted." I was thinking about last week when you told me about your first time, you know...about you and Phil." Yeah, it was on my mind some this week. What about it?" Oh, that I owe you my story, my first time. Well, with something other than my hand." Oh, you guys. Well, tell me, you want to tell me, don't you?" Sure. I was twelve and my next..." Twelve?" Well, yes, just listen. My next door neighbors were a couple, he was kind of. ”“He says he’s a bit tired and hungover…”“We don’t have to do anything, just hang out…”“Yeah.. he’s texted. He’s on the way…”’It wasn’t much of a gamble. He was her friend, someone we liked and respected, and was good company. But we weren’t sure anything would happen. Or even if we’d want it to. After an enjoyable evening, and perhaps sensing a moment alone was needed, our friend went to the toilet. We looked at each other. We both knew what the other was thinking. She grinned the grin that. He repeats his actions for each letter in the word breeding.The woman, unable to move takes the blows. After he has finished a stinging persists.The game continues with her unable to supply a correct answer. The disciplinarian changes the site of his blows, and the stinging in her flesh accumulates. She feels pain and arousal. The girl knows her cunt is wet, like her eyes.“This is unfair, how can I guess right when you deliberately treat my answers with denial?” she says, regardless of any. ”But please don’t force her.”“Trust me darling I won’t.”Next day I went in her room in the evening. She was busy with her singing practice. I sat beside her. I sat in a straight position indicating her to lie down in my lap. She kept her head in my lap. I said,“Are you fine honey?”“Ya mumma, I’m quite fine.”“But you seem to be somewhat sad.”“Well you know the reason for my sadness, don’t you?”I got little emotional. I leaned forward and kissed her for quite some time but this kiss was not.