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A hot young reporter takes an unusual swim.
You used to yell at the top of your lungs, though you knew well that I would never let you drop into water. Our swim trainer used to make such a poor of you. But I hated it. I never lasted seeing you in pain.
While our innocence playfulness I was becoming aware of my orientations. I never was into guys. The days after spending time with you I used to come home as super horny. Being an Ideal Sex Driven teen I used to finger myself over and over until I was wobble enough to be sleepy. Sorry! I kept it a secret. Now please, don't get angry with me!
But that never was just a sexual attraction. I felt something more, something bigger. Leena, if there is anything called Love, it must be it; Love. It made me cry and laugh simultaneously.
In my eighteen I was some kind of and androgynous. I used to keep my dark chest nut hairs cut short with spikes upright. The very low amount of breast fit with my BUTCH personality perfectly. And to top it swimming had given me a lean but powerful body with muscles underneath.
I was dressed in simple cotton shirt and jeans at your senior prom. I was never invited. But a unique talent in electrical instruments gave me opportunity to work with some event manager nearby. So when your school hired that event manager I came as a joint packet.
I wish I never came. I was angry as hell when I figured out you and Rick in some lonely dark Gym when you were expected to be in the assembly hall. I was mad but was curious too. I tried to consume but when he tried to put his dick onto your throat even ignoring your distaste it took all of me. I changed the power mode and the whole gym flooded with lights. Well, it was enough to frighten that little shit his head out.
I thought I escaped from your eyes, but I wasn't that smart. Next day you showed up at my house. You just smiled and said,' I thought you would behave after your days at boarding school.'
I was at my workshop, tightening some junk. I offered a sly smile.
You came to sit next to me and started talking here and there. Then suddenly you asked, 'Jen, are you gay?'
My hands felt weak as I was in the middle of lifting something heavy. I perspired, 'you mind?'
' NO!' you told and came to help me.
After some silence I hesitated,' are you and Rick...... you know.. kind of a..... couple?' you waited until I finished.
You sighed and nodded, 'yeah! I guess so.'
'but he still roams around Shanya.'
' don't talk about that bitch! She's no worth of him!'
I was surprised. Can anyone be so blind to unseen her mate cheating?
'that's insane Leena! He is no worth of you!'
'then who is worth of me? You?'
Sometimes your dear one hurts you more than anything.
I avoided you for next several days. But ultimately you captured on the way to my home. When I returned from the grocery I found you sitting in my car. And I murmured to remind me to lock the car when I park.
You were silent all the way. I didn't push you too. You knew I lived separately after I got the job at event management.
I put the car into the garage and asked,' now what?'
'what are you doing here Leena?'
'nothing. Who asked you to mind my presence? Did I talk to you on road? Just ignore me like the way you're doing since that day.'
It could be an idiocy to talk on this topic further. I emerged from the car and entered into my house.
As expected, you followed.
I put my groceries in the kitchen and offered, 'you want something?'
'yeah! I want to talk to you.'
'Sure do! But about what?'
'You must know it better. You stopped talking.'
'well, I didn't. I just didn't get time.'
I scooped up my Sprite and left kitchen. But this time you didn't follow. I waited for a while then walked back.
You were standing with your hips touching the counter.
When I came near you, you started saying, without looking at me,' I was lonely since I knew what loneliness was.