I feel drunk, but it’s not from alcohol, it’s you that’s intoxicating me. You brush back the hair that has fallen over my face. You kiss a path ...long my cheek and my head reacts, my neck craning to allow you to run your lips down my jawline and onto my throat. I moan and you must be able to feel the vibrations of my pleasure, as your tongue trails over my sensitive skin which covers my vocal chords. You reach my collarbone and trace your tickling attentions there. I reach out to grab you and. Wo ab bhi keh rahi thi nooooooooo , nooooooooooo, aouchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, sameer jara dhire pleeeeeeeeeese jara dhire its paining.dard ho raha haiMaine oose chatna shuru kiya. Uske face se lekar haath , pet, tangen, legs mein use pagal ki tarah chat raha tha. Itne me meri nazar uske bra per gayi . To meine socha ye ab tak yahan kyon hai? Ise to utar jana tha ab tak aur maine oos ki bra bhi utar di . Ab meine apne kapde bhi utarna shuru kiye aur dhire dhire mainn uske samne nanga ho gaya. Is per. We run into the kitchen and see grilled cheese sandwiches. "Wow Kellieyou look like a totally different girl. I think it is a very goodimprovement. I think you should wear dresses all the time like Beth." Ilook at Beth smiling from ear to ear."That is what I said to her to momma she looks so much prettier in adress than those shorts she had on. It looks like all my old clotheswill fit her." Beth and I smile at each other as we both start eatingour grilled cheese sandwiches that her mom cut up. Both boys and girls trying out smoking for the first time would gather at the toilets which facing away from any overlooking houses was the ideal dry and private location away from adult prying eyes.One fine autumn evening I decided to go for a smoke and set off to the "bogs" as we called it. On route I bumped into 2 "girl Friends" (girls I knew of my age who were just friends) who decided they would tag along as they to were at a loose end (boring samll village life!). Normally on arrival.