Vaise mujhe bachpan se hi sex ka bahut shonk hai.yeh story meri aur meri ek g.f jiska name reet tha uski hai.Baat un dino ki hai jab mein 22 year ka t...a.mere najdeek ek gaon padta hai name to nahi bataunga kyon k yeh story ek dum sach hai es liye.us gaon ki ek ladki roj mere saath chandigarh padne jaati thi.bahut mast item.vo bade bade chutad bhari bhari gaand,bade bade mome ek dum gol gol khade rehte the har waqt.aur jab vo chalti thi to dil karta tha k saali ki gaand mein loda daal du aur. Hence I was less than peppy when knocking on the last door. It wasopened by the very example of a soccer mom. Sensible hair, a readysmile. "Well, look at you!" Trick or like treat."She frowned a little. "Oh, I bet you're raising money. Let me see, yes Ican offer you something....here." She rummaged through her purse. Thewoman seemed the type to have done this for real in her youth.Holding out the pumpkin I must have given off waves of unhappiness asshe stopped with the money. "What's wrong. I was afraid for my future. My smelly clothes and filthy body disgusted me. But when all was said and done, I now had a chance to live again, and this body was the only means to do it. I resolved to make it work for me, somehow.How would I live? What name would I use? If I told people I was Joe Conover, I would spend the rest of my new life in a mental hospital. For some reason, the name Michelle came to my lips again. Why had I said, "My name is Michelle" to my daughter? Only then did I notice. But next to us, there was a married couple sitting.The moment the lights were off, we both pulled each other’s faces and started kissing wildly. It was like a boy and girl meeting after being in prison for years. We didn’t fucking care about anyone seeing us and we were just deeply involved in kissing.As I was a shy guy, I never took any initiatives in anything at that time. It was always her. Now, while kissing, she put one of her hands on my dick. It was already rock hard because of the 10.