Anagha said she had to go for shopping. We both went to shopping for a nearby store, it started raining. she was having a umbrella, she asked me to co...e in. Then we started going home which was 15min walk from my house.The thing was it was dark night 8PM. Her Umbrella was small, rain was pouring on me. Then she asked me to come closer to her, i went closer to her, her hands were touching my hands. Suddenly there was a spark between us & we started breathing heavily.. She was wearing saree which. He has a long thin cock which is perfect for poking my cervix which I love after a good warm-up. Once he gets a rhythm going he picks up speed. He can usually pound me at top speed for five minutes. My eyes rolled back in my head and I’m cumming the whole time. It’s not a pounding orgasm, those are very intense but quick, it’s more like a long steady orgasm, just what a slut needs after a pounding.When Mikey rolled off everybody knew I was dead for a while. I smiled seeing Tyronne was still. And yes, it would happen to me some day. I just didn’t worry about when that would be.And I think that’s why I didn’t think about the potential consequences of various acts that seemed quite normal to me.Like sitting on Uncle Bob’s lap.I had done it hundreds of times ... right?And that night a week or so later was just one more of those times.Of course, there’s a big difference between an 65 pound eleven-year-old girl climbing on a man’s lap, and a 114 pound sixteen-year-old doing the same. He had a decent cock, but what really set the hook in my mouth was the way he ate my pussy. I’d never experienced that before. After all, what boy wants to eat a pussy that had as much cum in it as mine usually did? Besides, they knew I was a slut, and they didn’t have to ‘get me horny’ to fuck me.After Paul and I dated for a few months, he asked me to marry him. I was still a freshman, but he didn’t care. I gave it a lot of thought before saying yes.Our home was a fairly new, two-story house.