So you were looking at me? she questioned. Well fuck yeah I was youre the sexiest girl Ive seen in a while. I said forgetting I have a girlfriend. Jus... then Ally came up and saw me talking to her behind the dugout. Sam, who the fuck is this? I forgot how sexy Ally was, she was wearing tight spandex shorts, Nike free runs with high white baseball socks with blue stripes at the top (our school colors) and a tight, sleeveless, female version of my baseball jersey with her hair down. But this other. She's glad she experienced it, every bit of it. She didn't have to tell me how much she enjoyed the massage. I was on a table nearby and she was quite vocal during her massage.But after avoiding the subject for half an hour we were forced to discuss the sex. I needed to know how she felt after she slept on it and had time to think. She experienced a lot of things that no sixteen year old girl should have to experience yesterday. Come to think of it, most grown women would be hard pressed to. So I was on the verge of just calling it quits when I met her.She was German. She was in her mid-twenties, with brown hair that came past her neck and a pretty smile. I couldn't see the rest of her face. What I could see were her breasts, large and round, with puffy nipples that were sticking out. She was sitting up in bed, topless, her laptop resting on her pink pyjama bottoms. She had a curvy figure, just the right side of plump, especially with those voluptous breasts. And she stayed to. Maine bola sorry bhabhi or ni karuga or mere ko unhone bola mujhe koi problem ni hai jo karna hai karo. It is the time to enjoy life. I knew she was frank and bold and then she said your dick is really good.I smiled and asked her “Do you like it”. She said yup and I want it as well. Maine usse bola toh aajao fir. Uss samay woh Night Gown mai thi or unhone fat se night gown ke lace kholi or usko fek dia kone mai. Woh matakte hue mere pass aakar meri gowd mai baith gai or mere kaan main boli aaj.