Damn I wanted to fuck her on that very day but lack of place and privacy. Uffffff! that short black skirt and red top, m already high n horny as usual... I started kissing her madly once we are behind the coll. guest house, that day was special for the first time in my life I was squeezing boobies, you all know how it feels to press those soft melons for the first time. All that kissing and squeezing made her horny and she started moaning and I exactly remember how I slip my hands inside her. This is my first experience of sex in my life and so I decided to write it here.Well the story goes like this , I usually traveled on my own vehicle to my college once morning I was too late for my college and in the middle of the road road my vehicle stopped because there was no petrol in it. I was already late so I was tensed then came a guy in a i20 car he got down and came towards me luckily he was the handsomest guy in our class his name was samarth.Then he parked my wheeler near a tree. Even in the garage, I see that there is now a door going to the backyard, and near it is an adult size pink tricycle for me. I hug you for the first of many times during our tour of the house.We go into the house, a short hallway leading us to the kitchen. The other way in the hall is a laundry room and powder room. In the kitchen, the first thing I see next to the counter is a high chair for me. All made of nice polished wood. Even the sliding tray is made of wood. Most every baby thing. Aaron Grayhock liked the spotlight, reveled in the media attention. He was a large man, six two or three, close to three hundred pounds. Always wore bib overalls with a plaid shirt underneath. Sleeves rolled up to his elbows to show off his massive forearms.He had thick gray hair and a Biblical beard. Old Testament, wrath of God, Biblical.And Grayhock played to the camera, his country-boy aphorisms spilling out in an apparently stream-of-consciousness manner. I suspected that he practiced.