We are not phantoms to one another. Here.... place your warm hand over my heart, the part of me that you have called cold and absent before. Do you fe...l it now?Through the contact of bare, familiar skin, you can feel the beating life that my flesh contains. And as you feel that rapid pounding, our lips meet again. No longer tentative as the first few kisses are between us, as if feeling my heartbeat against your palm is the catalyst to speed your body up, to make every motion fluid. Tongues. I was now staring at a perfect little pussy visibly wet and engorged from her excitement. The inner lips were small and of a pink color reminiscent of the insides of some seashells. Her smell was musky but with overtones of cinnamon and spices. I began to kiss it, playfully licking at the lips, carefully avoiding her clit. I went further down lifting her legs so I could kiss her tender little asshole. Don’t she said, it’s dirty. No part of you is dirty I said and she let me continue as I. I felt a fear like I have never felt before. He wanted to fuck my pussy but there was no pussy for him to fuck. I was not safe. I had to run away. I loved it but was fearing for my life at the same time. My cock pumped with pleasure feeling his crotch against mine. But I knew as soon as he went lower with his hands he would know my secret and this love affair would be over. Then without me being able to stop it he grabbed my cock. It almost filled my panties with cum right then and there. He. It’s common at this age.Harsh- Please don’t tell anyone.Nisha – I already forgot.Harsh – Thank you so much di.Nisha – Welcome, except for one thing.Harsh (frightened) – Yes di??Nisha – I saw a tab related to neighbour. Do you have any explanation for it?Harsh – Di.. sorry.Nisha – I asked an explanation, not an apology.Nisha – Tell me the truth.Harsh – Di, now nothing is hidden from you. I have developed an interest in you too.Nisha – What do you mean?Harsh – Di, I love you. I am sorry.Nisha –.