Unhone apna paint utar diya aur chaddi b,unka lund mota aur bada tha but utna hard nahi tha,,maine us par hath ferna shuru kiya to wo dhere dhere hard... hone laga ab uncle me mere muh ko apne lund ki taraf le gaye main samjh gaya aur unka pura lund muh me le liya,main unka mota lund choos raha tha,uncle dhere dhere siski le rahe the,mujhe ab tak bahut mote lund lene ki aadat ho chuki thi to main aaram se unka mota lund choos raha tha,,wo khush ho rahe the,,unhone mere g sting par hath fer kar. Sloane and I giggled all the way home and most of the night.That night as we lay in our beds Sloane turned to me and asked aquestion."Do you squirt like those boys Sarah?" I don't think I squirt like those boys do Sloane. But sometimes I havefunny dreams and when I wake up my panties are wet and sticky," Iblushed, even in the dark."Aunt Amanda said it was natural for a special girl like me and that whenI grow up I'm going to have to figure out what's what as been as I don'thave a pussy." I. Mandy was hesitating to answer and became red in the face."Dad, can..can you drive me to school today? There used to be some men the last days, they were shouting dirty words at me. They scared me so much.." What men? And what did they scream at you?"Her father seemed to be quite angry about that."I don't wanna talk about that, please Daddy!"She was looking sadly to the ground."Of course I'll drive you to school today", her father said," and next time for always."Mandy was very happy about. She had on a sleeveless dress, with sequins. Cut to mid thigh. Beautiful black stockings that lead to heels. I’ve always been a sucker for stockings and heels… “I’m Brianna, won’t you come in?” “Thank you. You look incredible.” As the door closes, she places her hands on my chest and pushes me against a wall in the foyer. Sliding up close, she nuzzles my neck. Her perfume was filling my nostrils. “This can’t get any better,” I think to myself. How wrong that assessment would be. Her lips traced.