I didn’t exactly get the point, but I wasn’t arguing it, either. ‘I’m Marci,’ I said. ‘I’m Richard. Glad to meet you, Marci. How old are...you, really?’ ‘Don’t ask, don’t tell,’ I said coyly, sipping my beer. ‘I didn’t ask if you were gay. You’re not, are you?’ ‘Don’t ask, don’t tell,’ I repeated, grinning now. He grinned in return. ‘Is every conversation with you like this?’ ‘Define ‘this’,’ I countered, grinning even wider. He sighed, making me laugh. I held out my hand. ‘Marci. Over 21. Maybe. Their closeness and the touch of the young girl's flesh was too much. Janegave up trying to deny her own desires for the young girl that had stirredup inside her when she first saw her running in the park. She wanted totouch, to taste, to arose the young girl's willing body. She slipped herhands around Alyana's waist and pulled her friend towards her feeling herass squash against the hard flesh of her crotch.Jane's small, soft breasts were crushed into her lover's back.Alyana moaned slightly. "If you ever go further with a boy, remember to make sure he wears protection. Honey, have you ever masturbated, you know, played with yourself?" Mom!" Honey, it is ok if you do, mommy masturbates." You do." Yes, it is the safest sex. Nobody knows how to please you except you. So, have you?" Yeah. Do you ever use a dildo, mom?"Mary chuckled, "Yes dear, I have." Can see what one looks like? I've never seen one." Ok", Mary held her daughter's hand and then went into her room. Mary proceeded to. She tightened her pussy on the digits, grabbing at them like they were a small cock. Her clit was trapped by the others fingers, twisting and turning the hard, red bud, stimulating her body. They were not soft fingers like her own. She had learned early on how to stimulate her bud into erection and to make herself cum. These fingers were a mans, harsh and rough, but she did not care. They still seemed to get the same results, she was getting ready to cum.A guttural, primal moan came out of.