After a few minutes had gone by and I knew you were ready. I told you and John to lift up while I lay on the bed. I then got you to squat on my cock. ... watched, as did the others you didn't even know about, as you guided my cock into your depths again.It felt wonderful as the warmth from you quim enveloped my cock and covered it with your juices. John just stood behind you, cock in hand watching with open eyes. I pulled you forward onto me and we began to kiss passionately. I ran my hands down. I also thought that even if things did get out of hand I'd tellsomeone and get out of it. Things didn't exactly work out that way.When I finally did tell someone, my mom, a week or so before I started7th grade, she wouldn't believe me. Why would she, I mean I begged herto let me be a girl. I told her what kinds of cloths I liked and that Iwanted to dress like other girls. I was outside all summer in my bikiniswimming in the pool, I even had the tan lines to prove it. The way shesaw it, I was a. It was an easy sell.I parked mom’s S.U.V. in the driveway in front of the garage. I didn’t want to risk waking up my mother by opening the garage door. Marcella parked on the curb and the two of them followed me around the side of the house to the back patio. They waited outside for me as I snuck in and grabbed three glasses and two bottles of wine. When I got back, they were sitting in wrought-iron chairs on the deck, talking and laughing.“What did I miss?” I asked as I began uncorking the. I waste no time and move down towards your pussy. I open your legs. I start to kiss both sides of your inner thigh going slowly towards your moist cunt, I begin to lick your clit. I can hear the wind blowing,theirs thunder, then flashes of lightning: it illuminates the room because it hasn't stop raining outside. I begin to move my tongue down over your clit and pussy lips. Your cunt is so wet and taste so sweet. I try to stick my tongue as far as it can go inside your wet pussy. You grab the.