Mu momi doodha ku chusi chusi khaili. Hatare momi bia bala ku dhari dalu thili. Momi hatare bi mo banda ku dhari halauthile. Mo banda maa bia ku genhi...ba boli khali deunthila. Banda ta bahut garam heichi.Haan momi to bia ku genhiba boli pura garam. Dekhunu. Mu banda ku nei momi patire purei deli. Momi chusi chusi mo banda ku khaile. Mu khali aaahha uhhh uhh aaa momi momi mo banda banda. Momi pura patire banda ku purei khauthile. Mu sahi naa pari momi jangha ku phadi bia ku dekhi dekhi jibha. And then it hit me, why did she call me Laura? My name was Larry. “Please Laura,” Aunt Rose said with a bit of sternness in her voice, “We have so much to do before we go out to dinner.” As she said that she moved the panty from side to side letting it shimmer seductively in the light and opened it inviting me to step into the feminine garment. I had no idea what lie ahead for me, as I have mentioned, my mother is the only female in the house and at my age had not yet started snooping around. Susan too, recognised the tone and immediately released me and stepped back. As I looked at the young girl and saw the huge smile spread across her face, my anger dissipated instantly. Regardless of the receding pain, I knew I could never be upset with those bright eyes looking at me."I'm sorry, but she does get carried away sometimes; the exuberance of youth I suppose." The, all of fourteen years-old, Anita said, her voice having lost its controlling tone. "Are you all right?" I'll survive!" I. She stilled and groaned into my mouth giving me a chance to stick my tongue into her. She kissed me back reluctantly and fucked my finger whilst I used my other hand to maul at her breast. She suddenly stilled and I fucked her cunt harder with my finger; she seemed to realise what was happening to her and said breathlessly “Please stop!” I laughed and slowly plunged my finger into her hole, nice and tight, I pumped my fingers faster, I continued in a fast and rough pass until I heard her let.