I was going crazy from the feeling I was getting, her pussy muscles pulsing on my head, juice flowing out of her young hole. I was loving it and at th... same time I felt like I was being forced into this. I tried to make it go down, but it was just too wonderful of a feeling for it to go down.I felt her hand move up to her clit and she started frigging it faster and faster, until I felt her pussy muscles tense up, gripping my cock hard as she came. She let out a subdued whine as she came, and I. As I continued with my journey and discovered more about my sexuality, I also made sure that I was free from these restrictions. I started removing my tights on my way to school and started playing with my body. On my way back, my panties were always wet from the joy. There were special days when they were soaked in my juices and had this underlying scent on them. This kept happening for days and one day after coming back from school, I sniffed my wet underwear. I couldn’t control the feeling I. As a girl." School?" I asked, a bit scared of what he would say."If you win here, I'll take care of that." Dad! I thought that you would be.... mad at me!" Mad? No. I know that this might sound strange, but in many ways I'mvery proud of you! You made a commitment, even being as odd as it was,then you followed through on it, and given what you agreed too, thatwas not only very honorable, it shows what kind of person you areinside, and that skirt doesn't change that one bit. Now then, can youdo. This is one of those things where you have to make sure everything is right, we can’t rush moving out of the state.”“Have you told Stephanie and Chris? Mr. and Mrs. Wilson? Ashley’s?” Aunt Lisa asked.“Stephanie and Chris know already, we were thinking we could all go out together and eat dinner at this place we know, Café Stratos, and tell everybody there,” Rita said.“Café Stratos? Never heard of it. Is it fancy? Do we need reservations?” dad asked.“No it’s not that big yet, but their food is.