They were turgid and bulbous and still growing.Was it because they'd been transplanted from that Egyptian woman - an incompatibility, perhaps, in the ...NA - or was it for an entirely separate reason?Howard braced himself for this new game that Cecily was proposing, without knowing what it was about or what he was anticipating."Do you see the locket around my neck?" Cecily asked him.Howard did, and it was nothing special. It was a locket, and it lay static and stationary, a long gold chain. She understood that he was a senior and she was only a freshman, but she didn?t like the pressure he was putting on her sexually. First, he pressured her to kiss, and then he pressured her to let him touch her tits. Every week was more of the same.Finally, after two months of dating, the pressure he put on her was for her to have sex with him. She kept telling him no, that she was going to save herself for marriage. He kept saying he loved her and that if she really loved him she would do. Wordlessly, the teenager acceded to their encouragement. She closed her eyes. After a long pause, her hand moved slowly, timidly to her sodden sex.She was subtle and self-conscious for the first minute or two. The audience was intimidating. Gradually, the sensation of touching her clit commanded her attention. She forgot the watchers. Hannah could only recognize the sensations from rubbing her little lovebud.“Do it for Mommy, baby,” Lisa purred. “Cum for Mommy.”They were the same words Lisa. Papa kuch der wase hi mere upar para raha aur dhire dhire lund under bahar karne lage. “ Beeetttiii….. main thik se malam laga deta hoon taki tumhari jalan jaldi khatam ho jaye” main boli “ uuufff pppaapppa……tthhhiikk hhhaaiinn….”papa ne mujhe jor jor se dhakka de kar lund marne lage . karib 20 mimute tak lund marne ke baad papa ne kaha “ AAb Thik lag raha hain na”Ushi dauran mujhe phir bhookamp jayse badan main jhatke aane lagi aur main pani jhad di. “ main bhi rok nahi pawonga beti…. Ooohhhh.