Ye kahani tab ki hai jab main 10th me tha of main to batana bhul gaya ki main ek chota sa gaon me rahta hu jo ramgarh jharkhand me hai to ab kahani pe...ata hun jab 10thme the to humlog tution padhne ke liye ek sir ke pas jate the vahin par humare sare class ke ladke ladkiya padhne jaya karte the to mujhe ek ladki se pyar ho gaya tha jiska name suman tha uske bare me kya batau yaro ekdum tikhe nain naksh vali fair skin jo bhi dekhe dekhta reh jaye sare ladke usko line marte the par vo kisi ko. Knowing i had to be careful due to having rather rude judgmental neighbors house behind mine. I opened the long d****s just enough to look out and i didn't see anyone about.I watched for a few seconds longer then i saw him.He was trimming back some privacy bushes that separated the back corners of our yards, not wearing a shirt just jeans and his boots.My heart fluttered and my tiny dicklette tingled as i watched him. Seeing him shirtless made me want him more but i needed to get his. I was a good girl, I felt his hard cock when I was 10, during a family get-together at the Summerhouse. I was lying on a sofa like seat reading, when he came over, reeking of booze, lent over me, and pulled my hand onto it.I had mixed reactions, but loved the feel of it, big, strong, warm, and soft, and when he covered my hand and made me move up and down the shaft, the bulbous head could barely fit into my hand.Before you think this was a full blown wank, I have to say, we are talking about a. Shocked and frozen watching this happen and now clearly watching his hands cupping her tits. I swallowed hard wondering what to do. His seat went back and I could see my wife watching him with a smile on her face. They were both laughing as they moved around and my wife's head lowered into his lap. My eyes grew big as it hit me what was going on. I could see the top of her head only from where I was standing as she was leaning between the seats. I watched her brown hair lift up and back down.