She got to the point that she expected his kiss every night. He came over every day to the motor home. He would sit next to her on the couch and rub h...r back and neck. Pretty soon he was rubbing her tits, and at first she would move his hand away, but it took longer before she would do it each time. She loved to have her tits played with and her nipples pinched. It was one of her weak points to getting into her pants. She got hotter than anything and it worked every time.This went on for a week. Unhone mera dhughat uthaya. Aur muskre pde.may sharma gye.may uth gye.unko dudh ka glass diua.unhon tab vo bhi utha mujhe kha ki yeh dhudh bahyt kam aj mane bahut dhhudh peena hao saari rat may shrama gye.unhone mjhr kiss karna shuru kua.hotho ko chusa.dheera se ek haath mere dhudh par rakh diua aur jor de dba diua.mujhe dard hone lga.mane kha dhera to vo muskrane lga.unhone mera dupta utara.mujhe kiss karne lge.mere dhudh par haath pherkar kiss karne lga.neeche fudi ko haath se pres kiua.mujhe. “It is your friend from school, Sir,” I said loudly but with a submissive tone.“You don’t remember his name, do you?” my son asked knowingly.“No, Master,” I admitted. This time I was sure, the boy heard me on the other side of the door.“Most people don’t,” Justin said that his friend’s name was Andrew, but to me, it would be Sir anyway. “All men are Sir, and all women are Ma’am except for your fellow sluts. Let him in and apologize for making him wait when you offer to remove his shoes and kiss. " Then you could've been 'Dan and his teen-aged hooker wife'," she giggled."That would've probably stopped me," I laughed."What about if I'd been just a little bit less innocent than I was?" Probably wouldn't've stopped us," I said."I am glad to know that, baby. But I'm even more glad to know that I WAS innocent, well, maybe not exactly innocent, but definitely virginal, with no experience at all. Just makes me completely yours," she said softly, and punctuated the statement with a.