She smiled “don’t worry I don’t mind.”We sat on the bed and she was in front of me. She was wearing a pink skirt and a blue t shirt with a mer...aid print on it. “You look really pretty in that dress” I smiled. This was the first time I spoke in confidence with a girl. “Thank you” she relied and smiled.We started studying. I did not know it would get awkward as words like “breasts” ,” penis” and “ vagina” came up. It was only I who felt awkward as i did not sense the same in her face she as she. Now I will satisfy you completely see it for yourself................” I said by pushing my thing more into her hungry mouth.I removed her Saree and she started sucking my penis again. It was such a beautiful pain that I never had in my life, I have no words to describe it. When she started sucking hard some kind of colorless liquid started coming from my penis, she was licking it with her tongue. Then I kissed her lip, it was very soft and it was pinkish in color. I tasted her saliva, it was. She then says, “It hard and soft at the same time, and it's so big!' I tell her to gently slide her hand up and down it, like Pammy was. She starts to do it, slowly rubbing it, going up and then down, really enjoying her new found joy. As she is doing this, I reach my own hand over to Pammy, and begin to gently cup her little pussy. I slowly rub up and down, feeling the softness of her hairless pussy mound, and I slide one. As the wheels lifted off, I felt my last contact with the free world lost. When we touched down, it would be on Cuban soil. I watched the coastline of Mexico pass below. Ahead was water, and Communism. On the plane, I drank a Cuban Tucola, realizing I would not see a Coca-Cola until I returned to Mexico. If I returned to Mexico, I reminded myself. The coast of Cuba appeared, looking beautiful. I was glued to the window, getting my first glimpses of the forbidden land. I was fascinated by the.