![]() I could practically smell her from my room. She was staying in the room next to mine, which was torture. I could hardly take my eyes from hers, I had a small hope, gut feeling that she wanted my cock. We always used to giggle at each other as a kid, trying to speak to each other, she knew as much english as I knew Spanish and like little kids, still in the car on the way back, giggling at each other getting words wrong. She arrivals room glided into the room, my eyes fixed on everything about her, dark Spanish skin, the sun loved her, hair not dark enough to be black but getting there and greenish eyes accompanied by a slim tummy and small breasts. We picked her up from Heathrow and instantly had to fight back a boner, I could feel it coming along like a huge freight train, unstoppable. She was about my age, I remember the last time I saw her was when I was 13 or 14. My cousin from Spain was staying over in the UK with us to study English further. I was desperate and frustrated and in my blurry state I managed to have filthy sex with my cousin. ![]() We didn't really have any problem with girls, they just wouldn't put out when the time cropped up. I remember because I was particularly annoyed that I was losing the race to losing my virginity as opposed to my friend.
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