Hamare bhich kuch bate hui. Karib 1 ghante bad uska ghar aagya. Usne muze chai/coffee offer ke to mai ne haa kar ghar me gaya. Ghar me pahuchte he vah... ka nazara dekh dang rahe gaya.Vo ghar ek veshya ghar tha. Vha karib 8 ladkiya thi sabhi age ki. 4-5 ladkiya to only bra aur panty me he thi. Phir vo aurat ne kaha kaise chaoge 500-2000 tak ek rat ke liye. Mai kuch ghab ra raha ta. Mai ne na kahe kar chalne laga to ek ladki ne ishara kar apna bra khol deya. Phir bhi mai ne na kar apni car me. Blaine made a bee-line for the bed. "Hi," he said breathlessly."Hi," Bebe smiled. The smile spread and she looked at the boy with mischiefin her eyes. Her smile brightened as she bit her lower lip. Everyone in theroom knew what she was thinking. Things were different, now. She was reallya girl and he was every inch a boy. She could be with him as his actualgirlfriend and someday as his wife. In a way, it was very romantic. It wasa private moment, but they were all sharing it."Feel ok?" Blaine. About 10 yrs. later, our family moved, Aunt Ann's husband passed away a couple years earlier, my older brother was in college and my parents were going away on a several day trip. I was fifteen, and at this point in my life I knew I was attracted to women who smoked, and knew I had a serious smoking (french inhale) fetish. Mom says to me "Oh, Dear, Aunt Ann will be coming up to stay with you while we are gone on our trip" About a week later, Aunt Ann arrives and I'm excited , truthfully to. She loved to fuck, was highly sexed and willing to try any ideas to achieve better orgasms than the previous one. How could the seventy year old man in front of her know how her pussy felt. She knew how it felt. Hot, wet, hairy and empty apart from the various inanimate objects she thrust in and masturbated with. “That is something I can’t help you with my dear,” said the doctor, wishing that he could.How he would like to feel between her thighs, which would never achieve the strength and shape.