I have so soft brownish nipples. You would like to bite on them and chew them. I am here to explain an experience with my cousin. It happened before 3... years. At that time, he was about 16.He is a fat boy. His name is Rahul. He is white boy with big butts, juicy thick brown lips and a deep navel .He is very fleshy.During Summer vacation, he came to our home. We were having a very good company. One day, my parents were going away for a marriage function. They can only return the next day. So, for. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I wanted more. When I moved my hand, he left his hand on me. He wasn't moving it around or anything. He was just letting his hands cup my pussy through my soaking knickers. Fucking hell, I was wet... I waited for him to start moving his fingers. Nothing. Maybe he was afraid to. I knew how to fix that. Slowly I began moving my pelvis up and down on his fingers, pushing my thin wet knickers into my fanny. Soon my sons fingers were running along the. . the scene was so sexually charged for other reasons than any specific visual triggers... sure the sensation that comes with that first penetration into a new pussy is exquisite, but the dream wasn't about that... the triggers were mainly emanating from her visual displays and sensed energy of heightened sexuality... as they slowly unfolded witnessing her lose herself in the moment... and this is what connected to a familiar past and enjoyable experience...so for the rest of the day my brain. Do you really think -- if you had gay sex with Kevin that you might not be straight today?" Molly -- that's really hard for me to analyze. I'd need to turn back over fifteen years of experience." Knowing what you know today, if you could have Kevin ... as he was when you knew him ... and if the feeling were mutual ... could you have a gay relationship with him?" Honestly?" Honestly," she replied. Ben looked at the ceiling. "Please, no defensive shields. I really need to know." Why?" Because --.