I remember shaking with excitement and fear as he parted my thighs and stared at my bare pussy — the first man to ever do so — and then hed sighed...with pleasure, a look of awe on his face. Oh Chrissy, you are so beautiful. he whispered, so softly I barely heard him. I love you, little sister, he added, glancing at me, sending a jolt of excitement through me when his gaze met mine. I saw him wet his lips and knew by the way his eyes burned that he meant it, I wasnt just some easy fuck to him, he. Anyways mujh mein 1 yahi kami hai ki main jhooth nahi bol sakta. Fir maine itni saari stories padhi to maine socha kyon na apni life ki bhi sabse badi sachhi ghatna aap sabse share ki jaaye? Par main sabki tarah ye nahi kahunga ki meri story padh kar aapki choot giili ho jayegi ya lund khada ho jayega. Or haan maine yahan par sabke names change kar diye hain. Safety ke liye. To fir friends ye ghatna tabki hai jub mujhe sex ki ABC bhi nahi pata thi. Yahan tak lund ya choot kise kehte hain ye. ..''''it needs to be very quiet im not gay''finding a quiet spot in a empty street the passenger seat slide as back as possible , looking at me undress in my cute white spandex boyshort ''fuck you are cute , alright i do want you to show how you suck now''unzipping him reaching inside. taking it out like its my prizekissing it all over, from his dark black balls up to the tip, wrapping my mouth around his hot purple head as he moan sit back rubbing on my hair ''oh my thats good, you do like to. It was coming up to 10:30 by the car clock in the VW. I leaned over and retrieved the gun from underneath the passenger seat. The compound appeared derelict from the outside, even close up by the chain linked fence I now stood by. No lights were on. Across the road was Milton’s auto-wreckers, like officer Janson had spoken of. It took a while to get around the back of the place, a brick-wall and two fences split it off from the path of any pedestrian. I almost snagged my jumper on the last.