Lekin muje kuchh nayapan chahiye tha.Jaisa ki maine bataya ki pinki bhi ab 14 years cross kar gaye thi apne 14th b’day par use b’day wish kiya aur... gift me ek dress(top and skirt) diya to vo mujhse gale lag kar ek puppi di pahli bar.Aur uske baad to mujhse lipatna aur gaal pe kiss and daant se hulka hulka kaan katna to uska daily ka kaam ho gaya,lekin ye sab wo tabhi karti jab koi nahi hota ya koi dekh nahi raha hota tha.Mujhe sak tab hua jab ek din mai tv dekh raha tha to vo mere paas aakar. Grunting, he cums deep in her ass.Then he is out, cutting her down in swift strokes, wrapping the tape around his hand for a sure grip as he forces her to her knees in front of him. She kneels, trying to keep her hips still so he won?t guess at the tormented, heated state she?s in. He kicks her knees apart so she is firmly braced and her swollen dripping sex is exposed like an overripe fruit to the cool breeze.?I?m going to fuck your mouth until I cum again? he says softly, ?and you are going. I proceeded to unbutton my shirt, never taking my eyes off the prize. When I came to the last button, I undid it and left the shirt on. My tits were moving back and forth as I pulled my jeans off. Here I stood, in tiny panties and an open shirt before a man whom I had met just a few hours ago. By choice, I am very hairy and my bush was peaking through the sides of my panties. ‘Let me see those tits. Please.’ I pulled my shirt apart and my tits were fully exposed. My aureoles are large, almost. With no particular intent in mind, I got up and made my way around the budding orgy to say hi to the plain Jane sitting out the debauchery. I had no sexual interest in her and so it’s not like I was expecting a rejection or anything, because I had no interest to start with. She smiled at me when she saw me heading her way but made no move to really, ‘invite’ me to visit with her.I walked right up to her, saw she had an empty Dixie cup and, ignoring the urge to focus on the erotic goings on.