The only person who I knew truly loved me was Andy. I now know Mike Miyagi loved me also but his love was never shown in a physical manner. You have n... idea how treasured a hug, a touch on the arm, or a kiss on the cheek is to someone who never received one. I was ten years old before the first person showed me I was not a monster and wanted to touch me. Andy and Mike were the first persons that didn't cringe away from me and turn and go the other way. The scars on my face, which people find. As I did so, her white lace bra became visible. It matched the panties in that it too was made of a nylon gauze that was semi transparent so her large, dark nipples could be seen straining at the material. I lowered my head to the material and sucked on one of her nipples, my saliva making the material wet. Her nipples hardened even more as I nibbled and sucked on them, first one and then the other. As I was attending her nipples, my hand returned to her pussy and I slipped a finger in to it.. I knelt in front of him, my knees astraddle his hips. He toyfully teased me, rubbing his huge cock against my clit. It was more than I could stand. “Put it in me,” I begged. Steve wasted no time. He held onto his cock as I slid on top of it. It was a very tight fit. I shrieked as he entered my vaginal canal. Slowly, I settled down on top of his hot rod until my pelvis met his. It was a wonderful feeling, his cock completely filling up my pussy. “Ooh. . . .my . . gawd . . . “ I remarked,. Mom ghar ka kam karti aur Dadi ki seva karti. Ravi lamba chavda sidha bhola bhala ladka tha. Mom simple golri, puja path aur kam karne wali aurat thi. Booby bhi bholi bhali ladi thi. Dad thoda dadagiri karne wala aur bindas admi tha. Dadi Bindas aurat, Tv dekhne wali aur order dene wali aurat thi, Dikhne main gori, bhara hua badan aur healthy aurat thi. Aapko to yaad hi hoga ki Mumbai main ghar kitne chote hote hai, Mushkil gahr ka saman adjust kar pate hai. Ye family bhi mumbai main one room.