Dinner was ruined by the time you were two hours late, I was frantic, I called your parents, your sister, the police and all the local hospitals, all ...our friends. No one knew where you were, or could be.It was just before ten when you pulled up outside, I was so relieved, I hurriedly sent a text to all those that I had worried telling them you were home. You were singing as you opened the door, do you remember?Yes you were singing, until you smelled the ruined dinner, turned and saw me rushing. Woh aksar apne gol gappe chat(terrace) pe sukhati hai. Mein unhe hamesha napte rehta hun.Unka figure 36-30-36 hai. Ek dum titch. Ek bqche ki mom kahi se nhi lagti.Jab bhi woh phuchka sukhati hai chat pe mein unko naapta hun. Unki badi badi chuchi blouse se mast dikhti hai maane phad ke bahar as jayegi. Ek baar woh sukhe kapde lene ke liye chat pe aayi. I was horny at that time mera,lund khada ho gaya unko dekhte sath. Nighty mein unki tone legs kya dikh rahi thi woow…. Toh meine apni pant niche. I stood there, drying my nude body. Only wanting to get to my phone to ring Andrew. I pictured what might be happening at home. Perhaps Nina might be ill? My ill father might be back in hospital? A myriad of tortures went through my mind. “Tanya. Get your arse back here,” Dale commanded. “Fuck you!” was my venom filled response. “If you don’t, I’m warning you, you will be sorry.” I stopped towelling myself. I looked at Dale in disbelief. “Sorry? What?” “Yes Tanya, sorry,” Dale calmly replied,. He stabbed at my virgin cunt once, twice, three times. I screamed in pain as his fourth jab robbed me of my girlhood, plunging his cock to the hilt in my twat. He didn't pause: He began fucking me. The pain was excruciating. I was too young for this!"Deddy!" I cried out. "You're hurting me!" Take it like a woman!" he growled, continuing the in-and-out, in-and-out, in-and-out fucking of my cunt. It was at this point that I thought of mom, remembering what she had told me about men, about their.