Thankfully, his hands were always very clean.From the pictures in his office, I observed that over twenty years before, he had sported a thick mop of ...red hair. All that remained of that mane, however, was a thin short-cropped sliver of silver hair around the sides of his head. The only evidence of his former russet glory was a rather prominent moustache that still bore evidence of his ‘fiery’ past.As time wore on, Ronnie’s fascination with me seemed to escalate, and I would often catch him. Kiran got more excited as he now pushed up my gown and he massaged my legs. I kept my eyes closed and cried in pain and spread my legs so that , as though totally unaware of what was happening to me my thighs were fully visible to Kiran and he was rubbing vary hard on my legs and surely was seeing my thighs too as I was making those painful sounds, I placed my right hand fingers on my left breast and held tight; my eyes were still closed as though I was unaware of all the things happening.Kiran. Yeh pehli bar hoga jab maine unko without bra dekha hoga. unkay woh bade gol gol boob us pink dress may itne bade lag rahe the ki kya batau or unki woh erect nipples or unka woh dark area nipple ke pass ka sab kuch kamal lag raha tha kuch time ase he chalta raha or mai roj unkya dekh kar maja leta raha fir jo huya woh kamal ka tha or kabi kabar mom dad ka sex ve dikh jatha tha.Ek din humhe achanak meri nani ke waha jana padha kyu ki unki health kharab the. kuch din mere papa ve waha rahe or sab. We were pretty sure that Mom lost her cherry up here, but we never asked. It was kind of weird, picturing your mother and father actually fucking. Much as I tried, I could never picture my mother with a cock in her mouth, even my father's. Especially my father's. Anyway, I knew pretty clearly that this was the place I would one day lose my own cherry, just as Tammy had. If only Andy would wait until I was ready.(Come to think about it, though, Emily's parents probably lost their cherries up.