One day she told me that her friends tease her in name of her boobs. They value the breast size very much. I suggested her an idea to press her boobs ...daily. She started doing that, but after some days Anjali said its seems not to be working. So I said I will help and started to give her boob massage every day, during the vacation time.I was so much aroused by pressing her boobs every day. I used to watch porn from age 13, and I was desperate to fuck someone and confirmed it’s her. Sometimes we. I asked her if she had ever had an orgasm, to which she replied that she didn't know what I was talking about. "Well, did it feel good when you played with yourself down there?" "Yes," she said, "But what is an orgasm?" I told her about the wonderful feeling you could have when you stroked your vagina just right and found the clitoris, a little nub at the top of your vaginal slit. Then I demonstrated for her, running my fingers into my vagina and quickly giving myself a cum, feeling extra. Her left hand glided down my blouse. Her hand cupped my breast, thumb making slow circles. I gasped and pressed myself against the wall.“Please…don’t…”She squeezed and I let out a moan. Desperation, so scared. I slowly looked up into her face, those liquid eyes, soft, long blonde hair…I shuddered and licked my lips.She said my name softly, “Suzy…”Trembling at her voice I whimpered, “No..please..let me go…”Her hand left my breast and rested on the back of my neck, making my tiny fists clench in. She gave me a big NO. She refused that offer and told me that she will give me money not her daughter. I didn’t want money I wanted sex. So I asked her to give me oral sex when ever I wanted in exchange for the secret. She didn’t say anything for a while but then she said ok. She agreed to give me oral sex when ever I wanted. I still wanted to have sex with her daughter but that night her nightgown made me horny I decided to do her that night. I asked her to come to the living room so she can.