She placed it next to her on the bed and as an afterthought folded it neatly and put it on a chair."Now your panties," John said and the little blonde... worked the waistband of her panties down her hips to her thighs.Her nerves were dissipating, replaced by a feeling of horniness she'd never experienced before. Her cunt burned with desire and her legs trembled. Perspiration oozed from every pore on her body as her arousal increased.Her eyes down on the floor, she slipped her panties down her. I scooted down looking at her fresh little pussy. I take my fingers and pulled her labia lips wide, her pussy looked like key lime pie, and I love key lime pie, I flicked my tongue and tasted its sweetness, it really tasted good, her inside were bright pink, and she was getting moist, the more I licked. I can only imagine the feelings going through her mind, I bet she was hoping her mother came home, or maybe she wondering if she was supposed to like the feeling she was experiencing between her. Since early age and due to village background I was never exposed to the freeness for the opposite gender. Being part of new city culture, I was not adapted enough. In my kind of middle class family studies are given priority. So I was arranged 1 bhk flat with maid to work for my food and daily chores. This was first time I came around the youth where either you should hv a gf or get along a group which has both girls and boys in it.After lot of attempts I would still find it awkward to get. I undressed my top and made free.She held my boobs with both hands then her boobs. She said, no both are of the same size. I asked why boys stare at boobs of every girl? She said, Man’s fantasy are boobs.Bigger boobs mean more boys attraction. But why did you ask?Someone stared at your boobs. I said no, just I was asking. She said no, tell me, you have to tell me.Now I made a blast with next line. Yeah, means sometimes I noticed Sandeep stared at my boob whenever I leaned down. Yesterday I bend.