I was more than a little in love with her when it came time to part. Looking back now, what I value most was her unfailing good nature. I don't think ...I ever saw her without a smile. I guess I was one of the lucky ones.Angela listened in avid silence as I described it all. When I finished, she snuggled against me and said,"She was a very nice girl, this Astrid."I could only agree. "What about you," I asked.She sighed. "Once upon a time, there was this little, fat Estonian girl." Fat? Surely. The water begins to pound on my ass as she slips under me and places my cock in her mouth. She begins to slide her mouth up and down my shaft as she gently pulls on my balls. I cry out in pleasure and frustration. She sucks faster as I moan, the water still pounding on my ass. I jerk my hips foreword as I feel her sneak a finger around between my ass cheeks. She takes her mouth off my cock long enough to tell me to spread my ass for her fingers, then she sucks my cock back into her mouth and. I was up close to her and she leaned into me as I played the very strong singing bass line. I could feel the woman singing and could feel her emotions through our body contact.When we finished this time through, she said, "I think I'm going to have to take a time out with Pops and see if he will help this itch you've given me. That is so fun and sexy. Just how old were you when you wrote this again?"I blushed as I told her, "I think it was the September after I turned fourteen. I loved jazz. To cut the story short now the next day was saturday and I thought today I have to take her number...but when she came she was in her nighty and was busying vegetable frm the kirana shop located next to my sis busstop and while shopping she came to the extrem end of the shop wher we were standing and where that kirana guy had kept vegetable rack...she came she picked up a carrot and said yeh kya bhaiya subha subha aisi purani sabzi bechhte ho.....itni choti aur kaali hai....i said instantly.