As it was closing time i went for a wazz and came home.on the way home the only vision i had in my head was jean in the undwewear and trust me it real...y turned me on,my cock was solid all the way home and the thought just took over my mind all evening.well on thursday afternoon around closing time there was just me and jean left in the shop,and what she was about to tell me shocked me,i have a confession to make steve.whats that i said..well you know that underwear from yesterday i took it home. There were three girls and the master at this lecture, and all of us girl were shifting uneasily in our chairs as the master read aloud, a man in his early sixties sitting talking about shagging women up their bums with three very pretty girls, who as it turned out, had all experienced anal sex.My first encounter with both holes in my own crotch was with my younger brother, whom I had cordially invited to put his fingers into both and feel around. In his teens he never forgot that experience. The kiss grew more urgent and demanding I can’t help but slide one of my hands to his face and the other into his hair. I’m standing on tip-toes now, wanting to get closer to him … ever closer. His hands find my bottom and pull me tighter to him … I can feel his need for me pressing against my belly. He breaks the kiss ands tilts my face up with an index finger beneath my chin, ‘Who are you?’ Without hesitation I reply, ‘I am yours … I always have been and always will be. But, I don’t. Now that my goal was getting achieved, i didnt resist. soon I was sitting on Sharma’s lap and my hand in his trousers, playing with his cock. I had removed my top sometime back and Sharma had thrown my bra and top into a corner. Sharma was sucking and massaging my juicy melons now.I was moaning, melting at his touch.Then Sharma had me lying on the bed. We were kissing as we explored each others bodies. I made him take off his shirt. While one hand continued playing with my honey jugs the other.