We have a front yard and back yard, we grow plants in the garden, and water them every morning and evening. Soon our families became close. One day, m... mother told us that Anjum was a divorcee and she had bad experiences as her husband used to be psychopath torturing her for every little mistake.Although Anjum was close to me, I never had an idea that she had such a disastrous married life. She was such breathtaking beauty.Soon my emotions got into a mix of pity and lust. One day, out of. I couldn’t take my eyes off his tallywhacker. It was big and sticking straight out, not like Daddy’s which was soft and hung down the few times I saw it.We visited and found out he was seventeen and would go to my school. He had two younger brothers, fifteen and fourteen. I don’t have any brothers or sisters and we have lived here all their lives. Our farm was my great-grandparents’.It was finally time to get back home. I turned around and clambered out, realizing that he would get a good view. .. you know ... squirt in you?"Claire sighed. "Oh yes and that was almost the best part. His ... thing ... jumped each time it squirted and I could feel it and it was hot and wet feeling and it was just yummy."Marge chimed in. "I can't believe this. You've only been allowed to date for a month. Come on Claire, who was it?" Even if I did tell you ... and I promised not to ... you wouldn't believe me anyway. He's ... older." She couldn't resist giving them clues. I had relaxed a little when she. I'm not sure she knew how true that was. I walked over and leaned down and kissed her. It wasn't the typical peck. I figured we were way beyond that. My tongue entered her mouth and I could taste her morning coffee. She was smiling when I pulled away."I thought you took cream in your coffee?" I said."I do, but we are out. I need to go to the store today." I can go out and get you some," I said.Then she got a naughty look on her face and said, "No need for that. I know where I can get some.