Ooh, I just popped your cherry birthday girl. Rebecca cried harder, careful not to make any sounds. He pushed his fingers in farther causing her even ...ore pain than before. She thought she would die. He started rubbing her tiny breasts with his other hand as he continued to finger her underneath the heavy quilt that was on her bed. Rebecca, put your hand on my cock. What?! Put your hand on my cock or youll be sorry! Rebeccas Grandpa removed his hands from her breasts long enough to remove his. Then, without warning, Sue turned on the small vibe and pressed it against my swollen clit, rubbing it, and Lisa flicked her vibe to full and started pumping it steadily in and out, almost the full length, shafting me over and over.I lost all control, screaming as I came instantly for them, but instead of stopping, they carried on, Lisa pumping harder and faster, Sue rubbing harder and faster. I was bouncing hard, as far as my restraints would permit, as they took me even higher, until I arched. I reach my hands around her panties and peel them down her legs while going to my knees. I bring my hands up and squeeze her thighs while burying my face in her sweet, musty crotch. I find her clit with the tip of my tongue and she nearly collapses from the pleasure. She backs up and falls onto the bed. I figure since I’m going to get pussy I’d better give her some release as well. I hungrily lick, slurp, and suck her juicy clit. The whole time my dick was begging for release from my pants. I. . about me. Bobby, I could feel your dream.”“Feel it?”“I felt your hand on my side. Do you remember dreaming?”“I have lots of dreams,” he said.“Do you remember any about me?” I asked.There was too much silence between the time I finished asking the question and his reply of, “No.”I knew he was lying. But ... I also knew how difficult it would be for a boy - he was suddenly a boy again - to admit to a woman that he had dreams about her - erotic dreams, based on how his hand had felt. Again,.