"That feels so good!"Diane turned her head and smiled at her friend, hen own fingers working their own kind of magic. "Yeah, it's the best!" Mmmmmmm,"...Anita moaned, "not the best --- that would be real fucking. But, ohhhhhh, it sure beats homework!"Diane chuckled, knowing that was what her family thought they were doing. Wouldn't her mother just shit if she knew the truth!Diane brought her knees in so they were directly over her curled body. She rubbed the backs of her knees back and forth over. After that night, my brother told me I had to come to his bed and suck him, when he told me to. I could go back to my bed and jerk off, if I wanted to, afterwards. For weeks afterwards, he would tell me, as we got ready for bed, if he wanted me to suck him off. I would always go. The more I did it, the better I got at making him climax. Then, over the weekend when our parents were visiting our Aunt, he came in to our bedroom and told me he wanted to “corn hole” me. Not knowing what that was, I. A big smile lit his face. Gabrielle wilted but managed not to buckle her knees."I might, if you're a good girl," he leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips. He was tall, John's size, maybe a little bigger. Very muscular with bulging biceps and flat stomach as if he had washboard abs."Oh, I'll buy you any kind of candy you want," he continued with her play."I'll do anything you want me to if you do," she smiled. Then she returned to her own voice. "Hello Chris," she held out her hand. She. " Didn't you ever hear the expression God is love? You are love. You don't need any more." Adam, you can never get enough love, let me tell you." Really? I mean, I'd think you had all you could handle." No, you never get enough. There's always somebody holding out. I tell you, that hurts." You've got to be kidding. How can that hurt you?" I do all this, create this awesome universe, doesn't that merit me some love? I knock myself out; I should get all your love."Adam pondered that. "I don't.