Wo dikhne me kamaal thi kya batau yr jab wo chalti thi tab uski kamar kya hitli thi or jab wo sidiyo se utarti thi tab uske mamme kya uchhalte the man... karta tha ki jake unhe daba du par kabhi mauka nhi mila maine use din keBaad usse baat karne ki bahut koshish ki par kabhi baat nhi ho payi phir ek din aisa aaya ki sab picnic ja rhe the to maine soch ki wo bhi jayegi to mazaa aayega par agle din usne jane se mana kar dia to maine bhi mana kar dia or hum dono ko chod kar puri class picnic. Agreeing to ‘help’ her, she asked me bring the pass key to let myself in.In the flat I announced my arrival. “Robert, I am grateful for this," she replied. I’m in the lounge.” She did look pained and I was sorry for believing otherwise. Slumped in her usual tightly fitted dress she said, “I am really embarrassed about this Robert, will you help me to the bedroom and I also as you cannot massage me over this dress, I will also need your help to remove it."Helping her up her then led me by the. “Are you sure you have done this before?” “Yes, over spring break I gave Jim Howell a blow job and let him fuck me. He was small and it lasted less than a minute like I told you.” “Well he may have tried baby girl but you’ve still got your cherry so you really haven’t been fucked yet.” “Are you sure?” “I’m sure.” “Good, I didn’t want that asshole to have it any way. I’d rather you be the one to break me in.” Well I’m about to take it baby. I’m going to push once hard enough to pop your cherry.. ” “ you used to be.” She stopped me from saying the F word. She said “ I know, I used to be fucking huge.” I couldn’t believe how good she looked. She had also. Cut and dyed her hair. Still doesn’t answer one of my questions. Where did we meet. Still standing totally naked in front of me. I was starting to get aroused. She couldn’t see my cock getting bigger since I was wearing baggy shorts. She laughed and she said. “ Boy, the look on your face when you realized who I was.” I was surprised.