Her big brother, sporting wood, sniffing her dirty panties out of the hamper.“WHAT. THE. FUCK KEITH!” she yelled“No no no,” I started. “It�...s not what you think. I just..I was just..”“What smelling my dirties? You fucking creep! Dad will kill you. KILL you,” Em was heated. Her face was bright red.“Please wait I can explain. I was just collecting everything and I… it was an accident.” I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to run. Just run as far away as you can. I knew my father would skin me. I like white boys. It was my secret, the one I kept from my parents who would never understand such a thing. I'd gone on one date, in 11th grade with a white boy who'd asked me to the junior prom, and it was like the world was ending. The worst night of my life, when he'd rang the doorbell and my father had seen a white boy standing there with a corsage. I hadn't warned my parents.Now I had the worst morning of my life to go with it. Another happy memory for the Kylie scrapbook. I'd never, ever. I never had a quam about pulling out my meat when other boys did it in the washroom or hiding behind the bushes at midday break but still I didn’t want to talk, answer or give away my age and I also did not want to pull myself away or run. My blood was on fire. Dheeray dheeray mein deewar kay qareeb ho gaya aur yakayak long, rough fingers ous sorakh mein namoodaar houein aur isharah kernay lagein keh mein aur qareeb aa jaaoun. Now I heard him say keh all was ok and he showed me his open mouth. His treatment of my pussy never slowed down, as this extremely niceposition was being held. I even managed to go up and down myself, getting the fullestpenetration possible. I was coming all too soon, but knew that his imagination would carry methrough to several more orgasms, before this encounter was over. I was right he made me cumnumerous times before coming himself. When I felt him coming, I got off and placed it insidemy mouth, wanting him to enjoy his last ejaculation before he woke up..