She was medium height ... five foot five or so. Chestnut, straight hair with a natural gloss. Brown eyes (mine are blue... ) in a sweet, round face. F...eatures, well, average, lips neither thin nor particularly plump. Straight, white teeth, straight nose. Figure? Nicely curved, neither thin (remarkable, given her story) nor over-weight. Small breasts, but large enough to shape the jumper pleasingly. An average, attractive, teenager. But in no way was she average to me..."How long have you been. "Nothing." I mumbled."I've been going on for five minutes and you haven't heard a single word. Tell me what you are thinking about." She pressed."It's really embarrassing." I replied, trying to slow her pursuit. She just stared at me those big beautiful eyes. She was making it perfectly clear that she had no intention of letting me out without an explanation. Sheepishly, I tried to explain. "Remember those times when we talked in privet chat rooms?" I asked, bringing a smile and nod from her.. As my father is in service and is in Shell in Dublin my mom live alone in home so when my senior got admission he shifted to Varanasi and called me that if he can stay in my house we have a big house so on his request I called my mom and told him that Abbas bahiya want to stay in our house as mom has already met him in school as he use to help me in study a lot so she said that ask him to come I said ok. And I called Abbas bhaiya that u can go home and stay my mom welcomed him and he was given. We sat in the cabin talking about past sexual experiences, she used to be an exotic dancer. I used to bounce at a few of the strip clubs in town. She slid closer to me when I asked the to dance. Her black, skin tight leggings felt good sliding around my thigh. It wasn’t long before her knee was rubbing against my raging hard on. I kissed her and ran my fingers through her hair. Her hand slid down to the crotch of my pants, grabbed the shaft of my cock and said, ‘Race you to the bed!’ She was up.