”I let one hand trail down to her mound. It was not as smooth as mine; I could feel the somewhat bristly beginnings of regrowth. I briefly considere... helping her with that later; it could be fun. Then, I just brushed one finger across her prominent clit.“Oh, ah. More.”Her lips were enlarged and spread; her juice was visibly running; her clit was jutting from its hood. She could not have been more ready.“You like that, do you?“You know I do!” she said, arching her back.“No I don’t. I have never. I might take you up on it." No, Jake. Leave me something to fantasise about! If you did that I'd have to come up with something else. You finished in there?" In a minute. Light a candle?" Sure. Where would you like me to put it?" Ho! On the table for preference. I wouldn't want you to set fire to yourself." Good point! I'm not that into jamming things up me in any case. Unless they happen to be your tongue or cock." Vibrators?" Too sensitive!" Mary stood and placed a scented candle on the. ” Once she did that I had a clear view looking into the mirror of her perky tits and I could also see her nicely shaven pussy. I had moved my head and hers so I was able to give her a kiss while I was still hugging her from behind. What was an innocent kissed turned into the both of us exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues. At this point my cock is rock hard again and is pulsating like crazy and it is lodged between her legs and ass. I started to kiss her on her neck while my. Theres no way. Morgan stared at the floor, tears welling up in her eyes. Okay, well then tell me about yourself. Dasha sighed. My name is Dasha, Im sixteen. I was a nationally ranked figure skater. I was supposed to compete in junior states to qualify for the Olympics. Karl worked the zamboni at my rink. Hed been watching me for months, planning this. Oh, Morgan said. What about you? Dasha asked her. Nothing special about me. Im fourteen, just started high school. I was riding my bike to school.