Her sense of draping her Saree was absolutely gorgeous, for she knew just about how much of her flesh is to be shown to have the men around holding on...to their Dicks. In short she oozed with sex. Her name was Shipra. I used to frequent her house after School Hours and on Holidays. Since she was just out of college herself, she could relate herself to me in terms of topics of discussion between us.During one of my visit to her house on a holiday morning, I found it locked and I was on my way. Even though I denied this part of my make-up when I was younger, I did nevertheless indulge the part of me that craved humiliation. Ever since I was about 15, I found I liked being on my knees at a guy’s feet, looking up at him while I sucked his cock. At school, all the guys knew that I was a willing cum slut for anyone who wanted to dump his load. In later years, I discovered that I got the same perverted pleasure by licking a guy’s arse and drinking his piss. My parents wondered why the. Finally though he couldn't stand it anymore, crawling back up her, stopping momentarily to suck each nipple again. When he positioned himself right. He, with her hand to help to guide him, pushed his manhood into the her femaleness. He went slow, feeling the head of his penis separating her lips for the first time. He stopped as he reached her maiden head.As he had entered her he almost screamed out his pleasure, letting out a loud "GAAaaaa... god, araaa."He had planned to sit, there to let her. At that point the blonde opened his eyes and looked into Pete's eyes. They smiled and slowly shifted towards each other, allowing their legs to intertwine more and slide, their arms finding support onto other one's thighs and backs. They leaned against each other and giggled. The simple beauty of that moment made them chuckle in happiness, embarrassment and amazement. Pete kissed first.Slowly their hands found each other's cocks, as their lips started wondering around collarbones, necks and.