‘Please, take me.’ She whispers. My love was a little shorter than me, with round hips and pert breasts, she is so gorgeous in my eyes. Leaning fo...ward, my lips meet hers and I close my eyes. All I can feel is her tongue dancing around mine and her hands in my hands. Pulling away from her, I grab the bottom of her shirt and pull it up over her head. Her hands work behind her back and her bra falls off, exposing her perky fair skinned breasts. I can feel myself getting hard at the sight of them.. I’d toss and turn and be awake most ofthe night. I never did get any peace until I’d givenin completely and rubbed myself to orgasm. Sometimesnot even that would help and I’d have to sneak out myrubber dildo and work myself over hard and good. Fightit as I tried, I finally had to break down and admitthat I had become a sex addict. If I didn’t get a hotload of love juice shot into my hungry hole every day,I just didn’t get no peace at all. I don’t know if. Half of them were fucking their boyfriends on a regular basis but somehow I was wrong for letting my Dad touch me?As the year progressed not much changed right away. I was still too skinny and didn't have much to fill my bra. I had nice long dark hair and blue eyes, but I was hopelessly petite. My mom was slender like me too. Boys didn't notice me much. They all looked at the seniors and the girls with big tits and round asses. One day I told my dad, I wanted breast implants because boys only. I know, some things you would rail against, even so. What if Kazumi needs more than me?”“I’ve already explained that she and her partner will be welcome always as a guest in the house, but no more in our bed,” this earned me another dig in my ribs.“Stop being obtuse! If she wants some dick, not my rubber friend,” Laura grabbed me between my legs, “some proper meat. If she does, you can.”“Don’t feel you have to, because I let you. Apart from that, even if she wants, as you so eloquently put it,.