Wo usse sahlane lagi . maine uske kapre utare or bilkul naga kar diya kya lag rahi thi bilkul gol goluski chuchui thi uske choot per baal thi bilkul j...nle ki tarah kyuki mujhe chut per bal achhe lagt hai to usne save nai kiya tha fir maine usse apna laya hua bta n panty pahna diya or uske chodne ki tyari karne laga fir wo acnhanknichhe juhki or mrere lund ko apne muh me lekar chusne lagiu kya lund chusti thi yaar kya batau mai wo feelings bata nai paunga lag taha tha ki sara jus nikal legi uski. .. and with the satin and silk items, it turned into a huge fetish of mine, worn not only by me; it is also a massive turn on when I see it worn by girls. But there is a reason for all this. I found it cathartic to uncover these stories; feels like a huge weight being lifted from my shoulders and has helped me understand myself and accept and now embrace its consequences.Happened back home in my South American country in the early 70’s. I was then in fifth grade, and I had just turned 11. Up to. We mutually decided to skip dessert. I had to walk close behind her as we exited the restaurant. Getting into the car, she let her skirt ride high on her thighs, as if I needed any more stimulation. As we drove back to the hotel, she snuggled close and nuzzled my neck as she gently rubbed up and down my now fully erect manhood. I held her close and massaged the side of her breast as I struggled to keep my eyes on the road. I parked the car and we quickly headed for the elevator. I pushed the. "More enthusiasm this time, whore," he instructs you. Shocked, you discover your enjoyment in doing his bidding. Sucking greedily, you are lapping with your tongue, as he inserts one big finger at a time into your wet and willing mouth."You are such a good slut," he chuckles. "I knew you would love being a whore." Still glaring at him questioningly, your mind races as you attempt placing his face again. However the only answer you obtain is his hands digging into your hips as he tugs your ass.