I was thinking back about my first time, a few days ago.
That got me thinking about my first sexual experiences, of the self-love nature.
I actually discovered masturbation with the help of a kinky neighbour of mine, many years ago. She was very cute with her quirky smile and her long brown hair.
She had all sort of perverted scenarios in her head, of us two, tied up and naked, used by men, touching us everywhere. She was saying those things out loud while we were both in panties, laying on my tiny bed, hidden under the covers. I still remember her soft touch on my perky breasts while I had my eyes closed. It felt so good, how could it be wrong?
It was a sad day when my family moved away, soon after that. But I started touching myself thinking of her stories... thinking about her...
Hi I love montreal and the women there. I bet you would be awesome to have some fun with. I am in Alberta but I would love to eventually get some frustrations out on you. Do you like to dress up for your patrons as well? Ciao Bella
ReplyDeleteShe's still out there somewhere...
ReplyDeleteCould finding her on facebook be all that hard?
I thought about it... we share our first name, but her last name eludes me completely. And it was something terribly common also, like "Smith" or "Jones".
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