I guessed I realized early that I was different. When Iwas just a young teenager I used to sneak my olderbrother’s Playboy magazine .I would loo... at thepictures of men and women together, and I would get alltingly inside and moist between my legs. Soon I waslooking at the pictures and playing with myself.I came from a very strict family and I was considered avery smart girl, not a bad girl. I wanted a boyfriendwho would do to me what I saw in the pictures.When I was 16 I had a boyfriend. Then he began to touch my breast, and it was – it felt so good? I wanted him to suck my nipples, just like Grandpa did this morning. I even undid my bra so he could. His kisses on my breasts were so gentle, so tender, and so wonderful! He made me horny, and I wanted him to lick my pussy. I guess I must have pushed his shoulder down, because the next thing I knew, he was undoing my pants and pulling them down. Even before they were off, he was kissing my pussy, and it felt absolutely. They had made the same arrangement for Ruth to pick Liam up two streets away from work after the office closed for the day.They got through the afternoon in the knowledge that every minute that went by was a minute closer to them having sex together.Christine Haversham still had it in her mind that there might be something going on between her friend Ruth and the new young employee, but she was not yet going to pursue her theory.Ruth knew that she and Liam would be undisturbed in her house in. All she did was started kicking me on my face. She suddenly stopped and said ‘bhadwe, itna maara tujhe. Teri land khada kaisa hai’? ‘I always wanted to be humiliated by woman’ I replied. She was awestruck for a moment and started laughing.‘tu janta bhi kya bol raha hai? Slave banna chahta hai tu. Kya kar sakta hai tu’I said mai kuch bhi kar sakta hu. Har limit tak jaa sakta hu‘clearly bol jo kehna hai’I said mai aapki bhakt hu. Aap jo kaheungi mai karunga’She said okay. Baad me mana mat karna..