I can tell you, about 250 high school boys wish it had been their hand. That night I had one of thousands of "wet" dreams thinking about Karen Whitley...and touching her thigh. I'll bet their was tons of male sperm wasted that night. The next day we were all brought back to reality when George showed up at school with two black eyes.Karen Whitley was a walking dream. She always wore clothes that showed off her curves. Skirts and dresses one size to small and a hint of perfume as she glided past.. And I knew that I was the reason that she wasn't afraid anymore.Kind of gives you a rush.I tried to say something. I don't even know what but I tried, only to have her pull my head down to her and her raise her lips to mine.That kiss could have stopped my heart and then restarted it. Her lips, oh so soft. Their heat ever so tantalizing. Her taste... amazing. Slightest hind of strawberry. Then we opened our lips to let each other explore our mouths. Slowly we kissed, each drinking of the other's. Kam se kam 10-11 ka to hoga.Meine abhi bhi bonat par tange chaudi kakre padi thi. usne mujhe kheench kar jameen par leta diya aur mere upar late gaya. Meri dono tange hawa mei thi aur mein uska lund pakar kar apni choot par tika diya. Ek hi jhatke mei uska lund meri choot mei aadha ghus gaya. Mein masti mei chilla uthi. Tabhi usne ek aur Dhaka maara aaur jhad tak apna lund meri choot mei pale diya. Wo poore joro se mujhe chodne laga.Haramjadi raanddddd kya kasi hui chooot hai teri Nancy kya. She said yes to her mom, but no to her baby sister. If heever did anything with her little s*s, that would be the end of our familybeing open. I asked her if she and her mom licked each others pussy, and she said they have fingered each other and shower together and kiss eachother, but she never ate her mom, or her mom her. Somehow I dont thinkshe wss being totally honest about not playing with her dad or mom. That night I must have jerked off 10 times just reliving the events of theday. I.