‘Cadee! Cadee! Oh for goodness sakes, you’re not even ready! Here, why don’t you let me help you out,’ her mother said, reaching into her ward...obe and attempting to pull out Cadee’s most ruffled, fluffy dress, one that Cadee had been bribed into wearing precisely once a couple of years ago for her grandmother’s funeral because, as her mother said, ‘it’s what SHE would have wanted!’ Cadee had initially rebelled, and only caved out of familial kindness and her amusement when she saw that she had. Her body moves in response, flexing her hips to meet Christine’s mouth. I bravely move closer and tentatively reach out to touch Yvonne’s swelling breast. Yvonne smiles. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist. Sit on my face; I’ll make you feel good.” I withdraw my hand. “I don’t know about that.” “It’s just us, Dana. Nobody will know. Let me warm you up,” Yvonne purrs. I hesitate at first, but then I take a deep breath and lower myself onto her awaiting lips. I gasp as her tongue. It’s has really gotten me to thinkin well I know I would let him milk my dick, but would I have been thinking of doing more... in fact if he was good enough to drive me crazy while suckin me off, I would probably let him have his way with me if he wanted... I’d probably wanna fuck him at that point. But I been thinkin about it for so long, why haven’t I done it yet? I know I like the way a dick feels in my hand... Shit, I’m obsessed with my own dick, lol. I get turned on watchin me milk myself. -UnlessIfI- ************ ‘Why can’t you just say it? Why must it be so hard for you? Can’t you just say it, for once? Why is everything so difficult with you?’ I looked into his eyes and saw the sadness and disappointment in them. A flash of white-hot humiliation went through me. I froze and dropped my eyes. It had always been hard for me to put my feelings into words. Maybe it was because I was shy, maybe it was because the crude comments of a past boyfriend still haunted me, or maybe I just.