Mai uske mummo ko msl rha tha . Ushke galo ko cht rha tha kano ko chum rha tha. Karib 20 min baad hum alag hue. Phir hum sath baith kr net pr kuchh bf...dekhne lage. Bf dekhte hue wo mera lund sehla rhi thi. Phir wo mera pant khol kr lund chusne lagi. Mere control se jb bahar hone laga to mainee use whi sofe pr lita kr ushki salwar khola aur phuddi pr thuk lagaya. Ushke thuk se bhige lund ko uski phuddi me dalne laga. Use dard ho rha tha aur wo chatpatane lagi lekin thori der mbaad jb use aaram. He turned and opened the door, grabbed my arm and ushered me inside. He pushed me down the hall to an office. He led me to a couch and sat down pulling me down beside him, saying quietly, "Tell me about your first time, in detail." I told him the story of my initiation into painful sensuality. "At 11 I was sent to live with my Aunt Karen and Uncle Dan after my parents were killed in a car accident. The second night I was there Aunt Karen made it clear that I was in the way and that she had. I was like stuck on wanting to be the one who decided everything for us.’ ‘Well, what things?’ ‘Not blowjobs, I can tell you that. Roger loves the way I suck him off.’ ‘Then what?’ ‘I already explained this. Everything really. Not just sex although I guess that was some of it. It might have been whether we would go to a certain place for dinner or it might have been him wanting to make love when I didn’t. It was just selfishness.’ ‘And John helped?’ ‘Yeah. We just talked and he explained how I. "Ican just see you with your butt perched on a bar stool!" Clari please!" I hissed. "This is serious!" I was embarrassed enough juststanding in the store like this. I certainly didn't need her to emphasizemy awful state.But she was determined to have her fun. "Right, Justine." She smiled, "Youmust be wearing nearly a thousand dollars-worth of clothing there, andthere's no way the owner of this store would let you just walk out withit. Not to mention loaning you money. So I guess if you leave.