Uska ghar 2 manjil ka hai to neeche wala floor khala tha kyuki undino koi kirayedar nahi rah rahe the usme. And upar who rahti thi with family. To hum...neeche wale floor pr hi rahe and kitchen me jaakr beth gye and mene ciggrate jalayi and thode kush lagaye humne sath me fir mene use kiss kiya and smooch krta rha 10 minute. Fir humne bachi hui ciggratte khtm ki and mene use firse smooch kiya and uske boobs press kiye and ache se dabaye . Dosto kya boobs the uske mast gol gol and uske nipple. Including wasting one of his candy bars to polish the end of an aluminum can and using that to focus sunlight.That morning, as usual, he had a million questions, at the moment they centered around why I was reloading the shotgun. What followed was an explanation of why I put what loads in what position. I could tell that while he understood the words, he wasn’t quite sure what the meanings were.As we were getting close to the meadow, he asked me, “Mr. Reynolds, how can you tell which way is. ’ ‘Come on then, before I change my mind.’ ‘You wouldn’t, would you?’ ‘Not sure I could, Mike. Come on.’ Once we got back to the bathroom, Mike threw the condom onto the shelf in the shower stall, and turned back to me. I’d hung the towel, and was standing, grinning, in front of him, naked. ‘Oh Heather, you should dress like that more often.’ ‘No shock value in that.’ ‘None needed.’ ‘There’s an extra kiss for you, for that.’ He stood and stared then, still in shock, while I lifted his shirt up. Sitting in class amongst boys with knickers also threw up an interesting feeling, as I wondered what the boys would think if they knew I was unprotected and bare, clearly my whole demeanor was sexualized and I was in the mood for it, even if I did not know it, no wonder the boy sitting beside me was confused by the pressure of my leg against his, I was a very horny girl that afternoon.Like all criminals who like to revisit the scene of their crime, I was also drawn back, I had decided to.