Working my way up, I felt her soft c***d-like skin. It was like silk. Going up the sides of her ribs, I soon changed course and move to her belly. It ...was firm and flat - like one might expect of a 12 year old girl. I continued my way up the front of her torso, and soon discovered she began growing breasts. They were fairly tiny, as she had just begun to sprout. As I recall, they were about the site of acorns. Remember, though, I was 12 and had never even seen pictures of breasts - let alone. She looked from her mother to me, then back to her mother again. I just smiled at her."Well, what are you waiting for child?" Margarita said to her daughter.Angelina's face split into a massive grin as she jumped into my arms. I had never felt such a swell of emotions as I did at that very moment. I knew beyond doubt that this was the girl I wanted to be with forever. Margarita turned and left without saying another word."I can't believe momma changed her mind." Angelina said in a whisper after. But last night was so perfect.Shortly after dinner we had agreed via regular text (since his wife can see sometimes our messages etc.) to have a couple of drinks. After the game it was time. I asked the wife if it was ok to head over for a few cocktails. She said sure, but wouldn’t be joining us — she wasn’t “feeling” it. She has suspected that he was bi or gay from the beginning since we met him. If she only knew what an excellent cock sucker he was…We had a few drinks and I noticed he was. Maneesha looked at Karan. He had an evil smile on his face as he observed her from top to bottom. She was getting a bit apprehensive. She couldn’t think what she should say and stood there smiling awkwardly. Though she was relieved when she heard the door of Monica’s room being opened.Monica came out of her room. She first looked at Maneesha and then inside her room.Monica: See, I told you she must be studying.Monica said as she held Karan’s arms and rested her head on his shoulder. Maneesha.