Daddy said, “Your titties are so beautiful, honey. If you want to play with them while Mommy and I fuck, go ahead.” Oh my gosh, dear Diary, you ...can’t believe how happy I was when Daddy said that. So I did! I tickled myself there and it felt even better since my tips were hard now, and Daddy even smiled at me and told me I’m such a good girl. Mommy said, “If you pinch your bumps and squeeze your nipples, honey, sometimes it makes you wet between your legs where your pussy is.” So I. Being now what I considered suitably prepared I set abut getting myself fucked. I knew a public toilets in a park within walking distance where "queers" met up, so one summers evening I set off. As I had hoped thee were several occupants and I was attracted to one in particular. We embraced holding each others hard cocks and I whispered in his ear that I was desperate to get fucked.My new friend led me from the building, through the park and through a fence with loose boards. It was an ideal. .Itni acchi hai.Chachi: (blushing) accha mai sach much aisi hun?? Pr tumhara chacha ko itni kahan kadar h merime: arey chachi rhnedo aap..Yeh ab tk aapka hi doodh pita h?(pointing my finger at the kid) itna bada hone k baad?Chachi: haan par sirf raat ko..Tum bhi toh itne bade hone ke baad dkh rhe ho iseme: (shocked) nahi chachi..Chachi: sharmao mat hota h aisa..Or bhi boht si chizen pta h mujhe tumharime: jaise??Chachi: jaise ki tum mujhe jin nazron se dekhte ho. Roz mere airbag se kapde nikal. I know there are certain people who do this all the time, so I have heard, but I thought I would live it out. I would put on panties and sexy stockings under my clothes and carry a small bag that would have my skirt and heels in it, and once I get to the bookstore I would find one of the biggest booths there and observe all the horny guys just milling around looking for some action.I would get into the booth, remove my street clothes and change into my cute little sissy slut outfit. get myself.