At her age she was greatly confused about anything sexual. But who could she discuss this with. Then she looked up and her eye caught Becky's face.'Au...t Becky, ' she thought. "I can talk to her about all of this stuff. She's so cool.'So she decided right then and there that she would meet with Becky later that evening and get some clear answers about the things she has been feeling all day.Becky was wondering why DJ was so jumpy throughout the evening. The family would sit to watch some. She almost fell. Quickly, Buzz caught her in his arms, his mouth clamping to hers hard, his tongue performing its sinuous dance of love in her mouth, and she melted to him with a great sigh. His hands became busy on her body as they massaged and smoothed down her back to the twin, full mounds of her buttocks where he grasped and kneaded with strong-fingered vigor.Buzz signaled Andy with his eyes. The architect arose eagerly, setting aside his cup of liquor. Standing behind her, his hands, too,. I still had my head in Becky's lap, my face wet with his come, but we were clearly being ignored. Scott swept some things off of my desk and laid Sharon down on it, on her back. She cooperated fully. He undid his pants and boxers, and I could see his big erection, a cock much bigger than mine - or Becky's. He spread Sharon's thighs, pulled her toward him, and entered her. She must have breen really wet, since he entered her easily and all at once. She put her arms around him, pulling him. The rest chuckle a bit, and Jackson continues “real men drink coffee black” I flash Jackson a grin, and grabbing my junk tell him “real men do what the fuck they want”. He just smiles back, shaking his head back and forth, then leans over towards me. Raising his eyebrows a bit, he just smiles checking out my package. I take a slouch in the kitchen chair, crossing my legs at the ankles. I glance down at my sz 13 feet---my leg hair went all the way to my ankles, then across the tops of my feet..