Let me come to the story without wasting much time of readers. The character of my story is Priyanka. She is a punjabi and married to a sindhi guy. Th...re’s was a love marriage which had resistant from both the families. I knew priyanka from a business network site. I started mailing her and slowly we started chatting on gtalk. Nothing drastic happened till her b’day in sep-2013 when I sent a bouquet of flowers for her along mentioning my name. In the evening I pinged her on gtalk and she said. I didn't know what had happened at the time, but I had just had my very first orgasm. My mom asked me if I felt better and I said I did, and she finished drying me and told me I mustn't tell anyone else about my erections.The next day after my bath my mom was drying me and I thought about what she had done with her mouth the day before and how nice it felt and my cock got hard. Again my mom took my penis into her mouth and sucked on it until I felt that great feeling again as I orgasmed. This. I can feel him push a little further into my tightness. It feels different, but not as good as when he eats my pussy. His thumb begins to brush a little faster on my tender, excited clit. I feel my body tremble. I let out a yelp, and he’s bringing me to my undoing. I give in to what he wants, I feel my incredible climax take full control of me. He brings me to such a strong orgasm, even before I am finished, he’s up and inside me. He wants to feel that release around his cock. He groans out, as. I warned her to make sure the seam was straight and not to ladder them. I loved the feeling of the stockings being rolled up my legs and once I was happy the seams were straight, I instructed mother to attach the clasps of the suspenders. I was just dying to wear my new leather pencil skirt which finished a few inches below my knee. The leather was so soft and supple, and the smell of the leather was so arousing. As mother held it for me I stepped into the skirt and had mother zip it up and.