Right now she was not thinking of the pumpkins because her annoying friend Robert was making fun of her pig-tails with the red ribbons her mother had ...ttached to the ends.That Robert was such a pest.He was always underfoot and making a nuisance of himself.She really didn't like playing with boys because they thought they knew everything and never seemed to want to listen to a girl who had good ideas and better games to play.In Sandy's opinion boys were not a lot of fun to play with. But today. There wasn't much time, but I began to experiment. It wasn’t hard to figure out. I guess that’s when I started."There was a long silence before she added, "When did you start?" I don't remember. Some older boys on my block showed me what to do. They had a place we would go in the cellar of their building with a big easy-chair. We took turns watching each other and talking about it. We even invited the girls to watch us one day. I’ve been hooked ever since.”The DealI liked talking about sex with. Just after eight the first car came up the driveway; it was Rob.He greeted me asking if I was sure about watching my sensual wife being gangbanged by my own friends... I just nodded a yes…A second car soon came up the driveway; it was Willy and Jackson riding together. Once everybody was inside, Ana explained the rules to the guys:Nothing would be off limits; they would be welcome to every hole and she mostly wanted to try an airtight during the gangbang…She finally pointed to me and said I. His nipples had been pierced. She could feel them as he slid himself fully into the shower, naked flesh upon naked flesh. He cooed in her ear as his lips lowered to the soft skin of her lobe and kisses bestowed to her throat. ‘You are going to have the best Valentine’s Day ever, I promise you.’ She moaned softly, it echoing off the walls and he pushed her against the interior of the shower stall. ‘Spread your legs.’ Commanded. She complied. Robby fell to his knees and sighed in appreciation.