Thumping. Jumping.The sun shone on the fields and on the grass as Kirsten jumped and swung and swirled in the mass of all the other revellers at the f...stival. Around her the sounds of trance and house bounced and beat and thumped and pumped, as she and the others jumped and boogied and grooved and moved. Behind her and on both sides was a sea of dancers, absorbed like herself into the music, letting it take them where it wanted, interpreted by many different wavy hand motions and frantic feet.. She screamed, her face red, her breathing heavy with desire. Her tanned lithe body thrashed about as she was close to coming. The guests in the ballroom enjoyed their champagne and nibbles, while right in front of them Grace’s naked strung-up meat was being lashed. A shocked Elizabeth witnessed it all from the back. She occasionally touched herself as her arousal became difficult to handle. As the soft light from the ballroom flooded in she retreated into a dark corner. She saw the light glow. ”“I want you to be my first,” I whispered.“Are you sure?” he asked one last time. I nodded, and he slowly pushed into me, tearing my hymen. I squeezed my eyes shut and he stopped.“Are you okay, baby?” he asked me.“It hurts,” I responded.“Take a deep breath…that’s it…now let it out. Just breathe. I won’t move until you’re ready.”“Okay,” I whispered and concentrated on my breathing and soon, the burning pain lessened.“I love you, Jody. Thank you for giving me this precious gift,” he said, and my. After few days the chatting style changed towards sex. We chat about sex and sexual likes but suddenly she started crying, I asked her why u crying. Then she told I am, not satisfied my sexual life and don’t have even kids. Then she asked shall we do sex like that suddenly I am getting shock I reply to, her I am always ready for you. Ur looking like sex goodness how can mid this chance. One fine day planned in Hubli her place only when her husband out of station for 2 days, I got her address.