Wearing just a little nightie (shorter than the ones I wear these days, all you who try to find out what clothing I have on when you message me!), and... a big pair of knickers (it’s my security blanket, okay?), I proceeded to relax and finger. I had read about this body part called the “clitoris” – an awful word! And I knew what a “vagina” was. Whilst I knew what these things were, I had no idea where they actually were. Using a mirror and trying to compare these parts with the rubbish picture in. She was moving her head side to side evading my kissing her, I stopped kissing her and looked at her, and she was shy and was red all over. I smiled and went down to kiss her lips she turned away and I kissed her cheeks slowly giving her slight pecks on her cheeks, she wanted to be free from my hands which were holding her, I went on kissing her slowly moving towards her lips she was telling me,”OH PLEASE DON’T ITS NOT RIGHT, SOMEONE WILL COME AND SEE US, LET ME GO OHHHHHHHH PLEAAAASEEEE”, she. He lived out in the country and I drove him out there and he made the purchase of several joints. He asked if I wanted to smoke one with him and where we could go. I told him I knew a place where we could smoke one and finish our beers that wasn't to far away. We had a secluded place that was a country room that was closed down at one end when they built the new bypass and we would use it to hang out and party at times. I drove down the road and we listened to some cassettes, yes it's been a. Now that u are enjoying something I do not want to be a nuiance. ” I laughed and with my left hand slowly lifted her saree. The engine was running and AC was on. I had asked the driver to keep the engine on. In the guise of showing ‘no untowrdness” I had asked him to keep the front door open. But in the rear, I managed. I started stroking her pussy which had enormous hair growth. It took a few seconds to actually locate the vaginal line. I could somehow reach the clitoris and made a very gnetle.