I started kissing her again .she now was more than just horny.she sucked my lips,when I just moved my had down and touched her wet panty.The moment I ...ouched her,she just shivered for a second.there was a huge wet spot I could feel.I moved my finger in though the sides of the panty near the legs..I must say ,she was too fucking wet.it was too watery .I second I touched her inside.she just held me tight and bit my lips hard.I could feel that clitoris, getting harder.I kept moving my finger over. We clean up and went inside to dry off and his parents are going to be gone all weekend!Mike ask me to stay over the weekend and I called my Mom and she said yes.That weekend was a time I learned that would like to suck cock and be Mikes fuck toy!Over the next 2 yrs he would ask me up and he fucked me everywhere in that house.Mike went to College and he moved off! I have not seen him.I then found pussy was good too for at 17 age I was fucking girls everywhere I could!I loved to fuck there tight. Besides, he was swarthy, well-built and fairly good-looking in a rough-hewn, macho way. Swati’s mother Kusum was born into a poor middle class Brahmin family in a small taluka town. He father was a highly respected school teacher. He came from a very old fashioned, conservative family. However, he had enthusiastically and wholeheartedly adopted the progressive and enlightened values and attitudes preached by the many great thinkers and social reformers whom Maharashtra was blessed with in the. We had a couple of beers in the lounge before we went up to our room, nearly everybody turned in early. We sat, as we usually did, on the bottom end of our beds to undress, throwing our clothes onto the chair opposite. I was naked first and sat down near the top of my bed until Rosie walked round where I then stood up and faced him, standing under the sprig of mistletoe. ‘We had a Christmas kiss under this,’ I said as I looked up at the sprig hanging there, making him glance up to it. ‘Shall.