Her name was Bobita but we called her by Bobby. She was a cheer girl with smiling face and her complexion was quite dark, round face and a good health...with a short figure about 4’6”. But her breasts were round and medium in size with 32-24-36. She became quite free within a short time. As my bad habit sometimes I pressed her breasts slightly in her deep sleep, nothing else. But after six months of his appearance,When one day my wife informed me that the first menstruation of her life begins. I groaned at the sight of them. They quivered, topped by puffy, pink nipples. I licked my lips as she unzipped her shorts. She shoved those and her panties down in a single go, exposing her sparse patch of strawberry blonde hair.I smiled at her. It was this delicious sight to witness. I groaned as I pulled off my own blouse, my round breasts coming into sight. Allie’s blue eyes lit up. Her small nose almost twitched like a bunny as she stared at my tits. I smiled at her as I rose on my knees. She accepted my apologies with laughing graciousness and did nothing to discourage me. Even though it was fairly dark, there were other people not too far off so I pointed at the silhouette of some trees near the shore and said I wanted to go over there. She agreed and laughed a little nervously when I picked her up in my arms and began to carry her over to them. The back of her dress was hanging down where her knees were hooked over my arm, and I think we were both aware that the backs of her. I supposed it affected me more, being a woman myself.Now Marco had taken on the job of keeping my hands away from my own sex. So I took the softness of his penis into my hand, and I cupped and stroked his balls. And as I held him, I felt his stiffness slowly returning as he watched his sister being caressed and masturbated. I suddenly thought this was the first time I had touched him there, and it felt so comforting. I liked the way his body hair was a lot less than other boys I had been with..