She was inquisitive about what was in plan for my 'wedding night'. When I told her that there didn't seem to be anything special in plan, she'd looked... at me oddly, saying that it didn't sound like Robert to let me down over something like that.And I'd worked. It was an enormous relief to find I could work again. No nagging distractions, uncertainties. I was in love and loved. Whenever I had a panic, I could fall back on that love and get back to work. None of the pencil chewing staring out of. . I finished my drink and entered the room… It was dark with dim red light and managed like a suhagraat set up. I was more excited now. I saw her she was on bed facing opposite side to me.I just went to her hugged her from back, pulled more closer and started kissing near neck ears back near shoulders and her perfume fragrance was making situation more intense.She was looking shy and but was co -operating , i removed her pallu jewelry. She was in her blouse and i unhooked it.Today her boobs. My own have been in there lots. But, I know it's just not the same.Why was I still a virgin?Well, I really got my figure later, around fifteen to sixteen, even then, I didn't get the big boobs that seem so popular with boys. I'm a nice B-cup but no more.Also, I just didn't look to get fucked just to tell my friends I'd been done. No, with all the horror stories I'd heard about screaming and pain, blood, all that, I wanted someone gentle, caring, tender. A guy who would stop if I asked him to.. Two weremarried with jealous husbands, otherwise they would havedone it. Dark skinned women are often curious aboutwhite cocks. The third one was betrothed and still avirgin.The remaining two were very nice. Long black hairframing pretty faces. Dark nipples on firm breasts. Wecouldn’t pronounce their names so we called on “B” andthe other “C” from their tit sizes.C said she had a boyfriend and wanted him to be a partof the shoot. We said, “Why not?” but.