I had very low self-esteem growing up and I did things with guys so they would like me. I even played it off that I was cool with open dating so they ...ould think I was cool. I didn't realize how it was killing my relationships with female friends (I was dating some of their exes) and didn't realize that what I was doing was being used. I didn't mind, because I was orgasming all the time. In that period of time I had two abortions (that my husband doesn't know about) and to this day I have no. Then I put my hands on her breasts and started groping them. Those soft and healthy boobs! This act gave me a hard-on right away. I turned her around and put my mouth on the back of her blouse and opened the hooks. They melted to give way to her bare back. Ah, so she doesn’t wear a bra all the time. No wonder…I put my hands on her chest and kissed her back. I was ready to climax by then. I lifted her and put her on the bed and pulled her ‘langa’ up to reveal her pussy. Now that was a sight I. Of course as she had started menstruating, it was to be assumed they were the culprit, but she was not due for another week.'As she has just started', said the doctor, who was attending to us, she has not settled into a pattern.She was lying on a gurney and the physician suggested he examine her, which meant an internal.My daughter was lying in the fetal position and I watched as he undid her denims and zipper, and eased them over her hips, studied her for a moment, then eased her panties down. A strange excitement stabbed Jyoti deep in her belly. She moistened her lips, staring down at the man who worked on oblivious to her gaze. She watched his body move, his muscles and sinews cording and rippling like snakes under his tightly drawn skin. There was not an ounce of fat on his body. She had been so busy lately that she had not had a long relaxing love making session for over a week. As she thought about it, she sighed with desire. She imagined what his hands, hard and callused, would.