She had on a black, string bikini with white polka dots that tied around her neck. Her bottoms matched the top and tied on each hip.She was an absolut... goddess and it gave me chills just thinking about her. I turned to open my dresser, looking for a pair of trunks. I took out a pair and pulled my underwear down, freeing my stiffness from its confines. I really need to calm down, I thought to myself. I found a pair of compression shorts and put them on under the trunks, hoping that if I did get. Mene kuch nahi kaha to usne uchat kar mere hoto ko apne honto se dawa liya aur mujhe jor se kiss karne lagi meri to kuch bhi samajh hi nahi aa raha tha ki ye kya ho raha hai me to bas pagla sa gaya tha mujhe par naa jahe kaisa jaado hone laga mera hatiyar paint ke ander he tight hone laga tha. Aur us din ke baad mene apne school me apne ek dost se us baat ko bataya to usne kaha ki tu yaar ab bada ho gaya hai aur tera lund choot ke liye machal raha hai isliye kisi bhi ladki ka chookar khada ho. She is rubbing her bum.“Now I am going to fuck you.” I say “That will help keep your temper under control”Her eyes go wide with fear. “But I have never made love with anyone” she whispers.I reach out and pull off her kameez. She doesn’t fight it. I undo her bra and let her breast out. They are exactly as I imagined. Ripe coconuts, with bid areolas and large nipples. As the cool air hits the nipples they contract and stand up straight. Her belly is flat with a little curve just above her hips.. ’ She said breathlessly as she lifted her face in soft invitation. I looked deep into her soft green eyes and saw something there that was not necessarily maternal. Her pale alabaster skin was flushed red and I could feel her hot breath on my skin as we leaned in closer ever closer until her soft succulent lips made contact my own hungry lips and I kissed her lightly. ‘Well here’s your chow.’ Fred said from the darkness. Startled from our reverie, Mom and I sprang apart, almost knocking my.