Gilbert insisted the boy look. Brynn was curious, but he hadn’t planned on … this … this whole strange thing. But, his eyes moved … slowly whi...e his insides raced and then ... he saw ... it. It looked foreign, almost alien. Strange and, in a small way, frightening. Mysterious---yes--- enough to be respected.Even in dimness, he could see that it was hard enough to stand by itself. He felt his fingers pressed over it and that sent sensations to his brain about how peculiar this whole sexual realm. So I arranged my tour to our farm on the next day & as if I was single to go I arranged my trip on bike At night I discussed the matter with my father & said him that tommaro I am living at morning My father allowed me to go, but meanwhile my mom came there & she asked me about the matter, I said her that I am going to our farms tomorrow, suddenly she also insist that she will also come with me, she told dad that she was not goon for outing for many days & she will go with me at any cost, Then. I was instructed to wear only traditional clothes. They have given me a sandalwood colored mixed-cotton dhoti kind of thing to wrap around my lower body, like a long towel. And similar kind of cloth to wrap around my upper body, like a shawl.It was almost evening when I got in. So I changed to the traditional attire except left my upper body bare and lay on the bed. I was relaxing and didn’t realize when slept. I only woke up to a noise coming outside of the house. Someone was knocking at my. She stiffened slightly at my touch, but did not pull away or slap me. I continued fumbling around on her breasts thru the material and managed to slip one hand inside and under her bra, feeling the tiny mound of flesh. Her intake of breath was enthralling and as if to devour me, she kissed much more passionately the more I moved my hand under her bra. She pulled back after a few moments and told me that no one had every touched her breasts before and she was happy that I was the first to try.