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I nodded. "How old were you, when you first had sex?" The question simply formed in my head, since she talked in what seemed to be a so experienced way, but I haven't thought it through, if our talk was restricted to that specific matter or if I could ask things that personal, if we were having a heart-to-heart of sorts... I looked at her, pondering if I needed to tell her she didn't need to answer that... But Carol just looked to me with a sly smile and started to answer me unceremoniously. "I was fifteen. I had been dating the same boy since I was twelve, believe it or not. He was two years older. I wanted it for ages, but he was just like you now, 'she's so sweet, she can't be thinking about sex already'" she sighed. "Then one day I caught the indian idiot masturbating to a picture of me wearing the swimsuit I wore at school..." "Whoa!!!" I said leaning back as if I was very impacted for what she just said. "Yeeeeees!!!" She prolonged the word like saying 'really!' "What did you do?" "I talked to him. Tried to understand. He said almost the same thing you said, that he didn't think of me that way, like 'I have urges I don't believe you have' and that he respected me very much. So I explained to him that I also thought a lot about sex, more than he could ever imagine, and I had sex with him." She explained, always sounding so calm, like nothing, ever, could be a problem to her. I also noted that it was the second upskirt time she compared me to that boy. Ok, Carol, you are a sweet little girl that has intense sexual urges, noted. It was inevitable trying to escape the imagery of a fifteen-year-old Carol having sex for the first time, having to reassure her boyfriend that it was ok to have her, giving herself to him like that. Lucky amateur bastard. "Did you like it?" I asked, at the same time a gust of air hit the balcony and I felt her getting closer, so I did the same. She smelled so good, mature a fruity scent. I had to test my resolve not to put my arm around her, but no, we were just two friends talking and she was with that Juan guy. "Yes, I liked it a lot, straight away. The proximity, the way I felt vulnerable, even the way it hurt..." I was in heaven. "Don't worry my amateur kitty, it's time now. sighed, shrugging her shoulders. Aunt Bella and I started secretly meeting on a weekly basis, and upskirt Aunt Bella cultivated me into a world-class sex toy. That's all. We are going to stress that part. She fills up my throat and mouth full of her sticky cum. Then Aat looked around to scan for other potential customers approaching; when satisfied that we were alone he said something to the cooking girl and she sat down with us at the foot of the long table between Natalie and I. The old man Aat was holding court over us young explorers. What? Amy didn't flinch much but moaned a few times while we feasted on her asshole. She laughed and said the room was very quiet and to lighten mature up. Because… they’d listen. We kibitzed a bit and I let her know that there was a good chance the class might be canceled. He paused only after 10 minutes of assaulting on my body. I moved back toward him and he took over at that signal. "With your tongue." indian I could only stand there, still stunned by shock. He let her ride for fifteen minutes or so, she was having a ball even though she wasn’t nearing a climax, at least not until he slid his hand under her and held her hip with the other. She still couldn’t quite make it out. "It's sexy, that's for sure. Milena’s blank eyes watched her from the corner where her discarded head had rolled. She dug her nails into my chest, and I was enjoying every minute of it. Seeing this little cutie down there sitting on the end of the bed and lovingly looking up at me was all it took for me to fill her little mouth to overflowing. Those were new. “Damn, I wish I was on the student council,” said Teal, a freshman that spent all week trying to get me to fuck her. It sprouted above the original, filling with sensation as it engorged to its full length, the flesh tight and thin, the shaft rigid and throbbing. I could feel the tail ends of my T-shirt starting to pull up, out of the top of my pants. She was wrong. Tim did value his balls, so he did as she told.