Me: okkk, ab baat bataayegi ke kya he poori baat or tujhe kese pata laga ye sab. Mujhe poori baat bata.Prom: tu to studies ke liye dehradun chala gya ...ha but me mummy ke sath rhi or mene papa ke kai friends ko ghar aate hue dekha kai baar. Shuru me mujhe sab normal laga but mene jab kai baar unko ishaare me baat karte hue dekha to mujhe idea ho gya.Me: ye bhi to ho sakta he ke ye tujhe galat laga ho or aisa kuchh na ho.Prom: achha, tu bada sure he. Aage sun, ek baar mama ghar pe aaye to ham sab. She was very surprised that I called her. Next I called Suzie and ask her if I could see Debbie again. Mistress Sue gives me her consent and tells me that she will let Debbie know that she has given her consent for her and I to be together. I hang up and a few minutes later a txt arrives, "She knows." So I call Debbie. She sounds very excited to hear from me. "Last night was so wonderful, and I know that you have lots of offers. I just figured that it would be months if ever before I heard. Even now, years later and with his baby in my belly, my memories of our first sexual encounter are still raw and strong, though now they have an even deeper meaning.I could feel his whole body go tense, as if fighting the urge to take me quickly and forcefully. My father is a big man in every way but the love in him quickly overcame the lust. Even so I was nervous. Though I already knew how it felt to have a man’s erect penis inside my body, I was still very inexperienced.There was fear, but. I stripped off my shoes and socks, then lowered my shorts and realized just how wet I was myself. My blue cotton panties were practically translucent and I could see the crotch of my shorts was wet as well. I took off my top and stood there as naked as Margery. The contrast in our bodies was quite evident, I was taller and slimmer while she was shorter and much curvier. I held up my panties to my face and inhaled my own scent. It was different than hers, but there was no mistaking it for.