We are living in posh area of Ahmedabad. My dad is an industrialist and doing well. I am only child of my parents. I am 5’6” tall fair skinned and...having very cute face. My breasts are fairly big with half inch long pointed nipples and my chubby ass is round and fleshy. My belly is flat with deep belly button and I have a curvy waist. As I always like to reveal my melons and waste line, men of every age keep staring my boobs even in our family parties and I am considered the hottest and sexiest. They were well under the influence already. A couple of my good friends were in the group, but they didn't return my gaze, looking instead at the bowls and jars they carried; embarrassed perhaps. The skin on their bodies was flushed, and their nipples were erect. They were excited. I was just terrified.There were two paths to womanhood in the tribe. Most of the girls would become attendants for a ritual, and the next day they would be regarded as grown. But every year, one girl was chosen for a. Wendy, the love of my life, left me for the nursing unit manager in the orthopaedics department at the local hospital, and I never even saw it coming. Right up until our last week together, our sex life was great, or at least I thought it was, and everything seemed to be going well, and then I was dumped for a woman. I felt gutted, I felt lost, I felt like I was destroyed.I tried to minimise the disruption to my kids’ lives by moving into a small two-bedroom apartment in the middle of town, so. My lust had evaporated my patience and disabled my ability to orally please a woman. Like a virginal teenager, I was frantic and forced my mouth against her pussy lips, sucking her slippery lips hard and noisily. May’s fingers gripped my hair unsure whether to push me away or pull me closer, as she gasped and her hips writhed. Yet my lust was unstoppable. My hands slipped to her inner thighs and held them open, as my tongue slipped into her tight slit. With my mouth opening and tongue.