She flinched as a finger lightly touched her puckered rosebud. Then she groaned with lust as she felt the wet tip of her mother's tongue flick across ...he tight hole. All of her earlier reticence was long gone and she pushed her bottom out to meet the probing tongue.'Oh yes mummy! Please yes!' Sally moaned as she felt the firm tongue being forced into her tight, pulsing orifice. This was then replaced by her mother's probing finger, which slid easily and deeply into the lubricated hole before. Guys started avoiding him, thinking he was either gay male or just a strange girl.Johnnie had all summer to plan his latest caper. He decided he was going to break into the all girls school on the other side of town, steal something that could easily be identified as belonging to that school and place it in his own school.If he pulled this off he would go down in history!Traditionally, the Susan B. Anthony School for Girls opened 2 weeks after Johnnie’s school opened. This gave him enough time. I watch the firm skin of your throat as you swallow and desire leaps into the air between us. Out of the corner of your eye, you see the water part as I bend my knee, the rosy flesh exposed to the warm air. I lean forward and set my glass upon the rim of the tub and your hand moves to touch my skin, wanting to feel the tender knobs of my spine as they march down the center of my back. I close my eyes and sigh softly at the touch of your warm, strong hand. You plunge your hand into the warm. ” She laughed and said, “Ok, you can call me Rah-rah. But only you. OK.” “Uh huh.” And after all this time I still love surprising and shocking her. “God, Nanna, I know your b, b, breast aren’t big but that string halter top barely covers you and so thin your big n, n, nippppllesss are pushing through. What is it a size too small?” “Actually, Rah, it two sizes too small.” I noticed that her eyes were fixated on my crotch so I casually spread my legs even more giving her a really good.