I've listened to your stories and now I want to compair. Ask and you shall receive. She cammanded," EAT MY PUSSY!" pushing her jeans back down to the...ground. I was trying not to look anxious but I think running to her side of the truck might of told a different story. I have got a better look at her and oh my God. I mean , OH MY GOD!!! Her body was work of art! As I pulled her shirt up to reveal the pearky, firm d's, I like to have lost my mind. To think she had been hiding this body from. Plz.. koi dekh lega….Me: nhi.. sab so rhe h.. sirf ek baar touch krunga.. aur itna bol ke me hath niche le gya.. uske track pant me dala aur panty ke upar se pussy ko rub karne lga…..Panty thodi gili thi. wo garam ho gai thi. Usne aankh band kar li… aur moun karne lgi… me panty ke upar se hi pussy rub karne lga…. fir me thoda niche aaya aur uske left boob ko muh me liya and chusne lga… aur hath ko panty ke andar dala and pussy ko rub karne lga…. usne mere hairs pakad liye…. Bahut mza aa rha. We kissed again, but this time with more wanton passion. I was gentle and let her lead at her pace. Why did she want me? She was thirty years my junior and gorgeous. Together, we pulled her t-shirt over her head. Her breasts were perfect. Small C's with silver dollar areola. Dark pink with tiny nipples right in the center. Same color. Nary a blemish. They looked like two blonde brownies God had just taken out of the oven to cool. She led me to the bedroom and opened the drawer of the. She burped, farted, wore men's clothes and had short cropped brown hair also like a boy. But I knew she was a girl by her big blues eyes and dimple in her left cheek when she smiled. My heart would literally pound whenever I saw her.I first met Sylvia backstage after her performance as buttons in Cinderella. I kept repeating myself saying how sensational she was and she just gave me a dazzling smile that made my heart melt. After that first meet, I was hooked. In love with another girl. But how.