The sun peeked through the clouds briefly. I was texting my crush Blake. Everytime I would make any contact with him, it would turn me on. I loved him... so much, I would give anything to have him as my own. I asked him what he was doing later on. He replied nothing and asked me out to the park. I couldn't believe it! My heart started pumping really fast. I was so excited I was gonna puke. There was no time to waist. I grabbed the sexiest dress I could find and put it on. I grabbed a bunch of make. ..when you said the moments of you talking all night long in your drawing room, the time you first masturbated and how you loved yourself, how you spread yourself and opened yourself and touched to yourself and rubbed your self and played with your self and felt your self and saw your self and touched tickled pinched pushed pressed rubbed and insert inside of your self and everything those moments were when we were at there..And as i saw exactly what you were doing in those moments in the. ” Kaka squeezed choot and said ..“Kyo…mai itni buri hun kya ..unn dono ko to roj chodte ho….” I complained while fisting lund .“Arrey , wey 20-25 minute mey thanda ho jaati hai aur tu to kutia thakti hee nahi…”He hugged me and said …“Lekin eisee mast choot kabhee nahi chodi….”“Kaka chinta mut karo… ye choot tumko milti rahegi…..” I said ,We dressed and came out …“Baap re ..maine to socha kee tune iss ladki ko maar diyaa…” his wife said…“Arrey mai kya maarunga … saali ek din mera jaan le legi…”. I don’t know how it happened. I don’t know even which of us reached to kiss the other first or even why. The loneliness possibly. Next thing we know I am opening the door and he follows me in and we embrace again before we both fall onto the bed.This is the passion I remember when I was nineteen. The rush. The trembling with excitement and anticipation.My heels have fallen from my feet and Dale is pulling my tight denim jeans down, along with my sensible white cotton panties. He is kneeling on.