I squeezed her nipple gently between my fingers; as I did this the youngster gasped into my mouth.Our lips parted as I pulled away to look at her and ...er head fell forward against my shoulder and she hugged me. I didn't know what to do or say at that moment. This was my own flesh and blood. A mere child. Should I continue? What should I say?"Do you like this sweetheart?" I asked softly. I had one arm around her, hugging her against me; and the other, my right arm, was hidden inside her. Her private place felt almost incandescent and swollen. It seemed to be pushing her legs apart inviting the touch of her hand. Still fondling her breasts with one hand, she reached down with the other to feel the hot wetness between her legs. Her vulva parted easily and she slid an exploratory finger inside. She could not remember it ever feeling like this – all warm and soft as well as slippery wet. The tiny bud nestling inside the top of the warm wetness tingled as her finger slid over it,. " What time do you think you'll be ready?"I was still holding her close, and I realized she was rubbing my hands. "I'll be ready by seven." She said, and pushed her fingers gently between mine, and we stood there, silently for a few moments. She melted further into my embrace, and she seemed as comfortable as I was.There was a knock on the door and she jumped. She cleared her throat, "Just a minute." She turned and looked at me. "So, did you want to try anything on?" Yes, I'll try a few things. In the same way I received a mail from Selvi. She appreciated the story and said thanks for sharing your personal experience. She also said she liked the way I understood the girl’s feeling and made love with her. She shared her view that most of the men will be looking for just sex but never understand the feeling of women. Men feel that once they get satisfied they won’t ask his girl friend/ wife that whether she is satisfied or not.After that mail, we were regularly exchanging mails. In.