I can still remember it. A family dinner was coming up, someone’s birthday, or so. My aunt brought her new friend. I wasn't in a good place. I tried...to hide it but that new friend of my aunt saw my sad face. He talked to me and wanted to know what was wrong. I snapped out of it and told him what he wanted to hear. Some made-up story about school. He looked me in the eyes and said bullshit."“Peter, your uncle?” Chloe asks.“Yes. He saw right through it. He was the first person that wasn’t happy. Uwa akatapwan omw kopwe sar. i've already started touching myself. sliding my index and middle finger up and down my pussy lips. rubbing circles around my clit, rubbing it back and forth. i taste myself, and think of all the times i tasted myself on your tongue, your lips... heheh, your cock. mmmm. i want that. i want you. kaito. uwa posituk. mocheniatuk. i want to cum. i smile when i hear your car pull into our driveway. i start to take my shirt off, now my bra and panties; leaving only my. I felt my nipples harden instantly and my breathing became shallow. I knew that I should put a stop to this, especially here in the office. But I didn't say a word and I don't even know why. Maybe because it was so exciting.The file was quickly forgotten. Our office door was closed and there was very little likelihood that we would be disturbed. He didn't know that though. He didn't seem to care either.His hand gradually worked down my back again, much quicker than it had last night. When his. The memory of how small her pussy was had lingered in my mind. “I think you’re too young.”“I’m not,” she answered immediately, still serious.“I didn’t mean young that way. You’re too small.”“I’m five feet and four inches tall. I’m not too small,” she informed me.Grinning, combing her dark, shorn hair back, I clarified. “I mean down there. Too small to take me.”“Oh.” Silence followed. “Can we try?”I kissed her brow. “I think it would hurt a lot.”Her finger touched my lips and traced the edges..