.and of 52 kgs….i have fair complex and my figure is 36-26-38…..with black silky hair which comes upto my breasts. i always tie my hair into a ban... anyways coming to my life story….when i’m younger i.e.,in my 8th grade one of my distant cousin used to come to our home frequently and used to be so close to me. At that time i dont know next to nothing about sex so when he rubbed me on my breasts or played with my pussy i just thought it is a play but when i asked my senior about it she told me. Then, one hand crept up her body to softly cup her breast, and at her sharp, reflexive intake of air, his other hand covered her other breast. He held her, allowing her to relax as he took possession of her body. That's exactly what it was. He had already long since possessed her heart and now he possessed her body too and no reasons struck into either of their minds in that moment why it wasn't exactly the right thing to do. His thumbs brushed her nipples, and suddenly she could barely think. .. well if you've ever been around anyone who has been really sick you know the stories I could tell.Besides, I think it's easier to dwell on those than what happened when we arrived in Austin. I insisted that my folks not meet us at the airport. I rented a nice car and I got us a double room at the Red Roof Inn in Round Rock. When I was a kid it had been a Hyatt and I knew the rooms would be fine. It was 10 miles or so further north of where my folks lived in Pflugerville, but I didn't want to. A minute later, I slowly rolled to his side, leaving only leg over one of his, rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I could finally be relaxed.Minutes later, Jay showed up on the door. I felt like my heart skipped a beat. What does he want? I thought. More? Please, no more. I couldn’t take no more; at least, not from him.Totally ignoring me, he said: “Comm’n, fat ass. I have Frank on the phone. Let’s get this over with”Then, he left, but leaving the door wide open. .