When she turned around and saw me for the first time, her huge black eyes bored into me. Then, a shy, sexy smile crossed her face before she looked aw...y, returning to her raking. I slowly walked to where she was. I realize now she started raking an area that had been raked before so she could be by the fence and more available if I wanted to talk, which I did.It was there Uncle Bert found me. He had struck out but he was happy to see I had found someone, even if a fence was between us.Her name. This girl doesn’t have a good dressing sense.Rani read my mind.Rani: What is this Priya? is this the kind of dress you wear for playing?Priya: But ma’am…I only have these. My aunt wont let me buy sports wears.Well…your aunt’s a bitch honey.Rani:Come with me sweetheart. I have some clothes that might fit you.Rani and Priya in Rani’s room.(Conversation as explained by Rani)Rani: Why don’t you wear any sexy outfits honey?Priya was surprised by the question.Rani: You love wearing them don’t. When Janine departed our 'club', I think I was a sophomore and Sandra was in 8th grade. We had been doing it since she was just over 10 years old. It was during the time Janine was with us, however, that I realized that Sandra was emotionally involved if only from a puppy love angle. It took me a while to recognize that I was taking advantage of her since she would do anything I wanted. She didn't care if she had an orgasm as long as I seemed to be satisfied.The relationship between me and. Her mound feels damp as I cup it, pressing a finger inside her through the damp material.As I grind my crotch against her ass, I scoop each breast out of her bra in turn; tweaking and twisting the nipples, feeling them harden under my touch. I watch her squirm in the mirror as I maul and paw at her perfect firm tits.I turn her around, her eyes immediately dropping to my crotch. I see her looking and tell her to unbutton my trousers. She looks up at my face; a question, unspoken, on her lips.