I say "cute" because I'm not a cover girl, raving beauty. No, I think I look more like I picture Sandra Bullock looking when she was in high school. I...even have the same dark, black hair--top and bottom!My emotional maturation developed right along with the physical. I've lived with a highly developed sex drive beginning with puberty in the seventh grade. But I kept that drive under tight rein, at least in public. I ignored and was ignored by the boys until very recently. No chest and I was too. We will seduce him every night. Every day will be foreplay. He won’t tire of us. He’s already told us that, but he doesn’t know the half of it. We will make his life endlessly diverse. He won’t tire of us because we won’t let him. We know what he needs and we will give it to him. He needs us now. He’ll need us forever. But now we’ve got to face the real question. Is he one of us? Is there an ‘us’? Donnie is sure of it, but I’ve always been a bit skeptical. She wants to talk to him about it but. But tonight we were not going to play, neither of us was in the mood.In bed that night, we were both on our back when she asked, “After today, I can understand if you were going to divorce me. The beach was nice ... fun even, and I ruined it. I realize now that what happened was my fault, and it was serious. I could have said ‘No’ more strongly with some physical resistance, then I could have called you. A physical mark on either him or me would have done him in. I could have kept you from. She then placed her hot mouth over my pussy lips and clit and softly moved her tongue in swirls above my clit. I was whimpering and I pulled her head into me. I wanted more and I didn’t want to be teased any longer. Her tongue slid through my slit, guided my throbbing clit into her mouth and sucked and on my clit while at the same time flicking it with her tongue. Her mouth is very talented. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into me. The feeling was so intense. I begged her to stop.