She spread her pussy lips with her fingers, it was wet n white fluid was flowing.Me: Akka it’s very small hole how the baby comes from this.She: App..., first come, put ur cock inside and see.Me: Akka, what if u get a baby?She: You don’t worry about that n all, you just do as I say.Me: Ok Akka.She asked me whether I want to lick. I said yes. So she spread her pussy lips making it easier for me to lick. I just licked it like ice cream, it was smelling somewhat very different, I never smelled. On the peculiar nite aroused by cousin action didn’t sleep again after an hour she mastributed similar way woh wonderfull site to see don’t know when i slept.Morning she was fine not able to trace that horney nature but i started fantasies about vani.Seeing her bra colour her boobs ass wow those thies white complexion i used to get immediate hard on.I was out of control so started to make a plan to fuck her.On one winter night i was very horney thinking about her mastributing style oh those. Of course, I already knew who it was. Her black hair spilled out over her black hoodie covered shoulders, her pale skin darkened under her green eyes. My mouth stretched into a smile as I opened the door, my cheeks automatically flushing. Her grandparents had already drove away, leaving us completely alone. She stepped inside, taking in the scene in the living room. I’d lit all the candles in the house, which were about fifteen. I wondered if she’d recognized the date, but I doubt she had. She. And that became our routine. Not every night, mind you, but most of the nights. Sometimes Mom would say she was tired and needed to go to sleep, and I’d lie there with the most disappointed hard-on in the whole world. Mostly, she would go through her entire night-time shower “routine” with the bathroom door opened just enough so that I wouldn’t miss a thing. Then she’d come to bed and have me climb up “in the saddle whenever you’re ready” as she called it. At 13, I was ready at any time, every.