. hihihihihihihihihhi *giggle* At that exact moment Tiffany stood up and moved towards her,....without hesitating she gripped her hand around Stacey's...head and pulled her in close.Another sloppy French kiss followed,.... She melted right there and then, all inhibitions where gone, all will power a thing of the past. Her mind lost the fight and was taken over by lust, pure lust for this gorgeous girl. She wanted her badly and she wanted her now.It was Stacey who threw Tiffany onto the bed,. A perfect handful just begging to be cupped in the palm of my hand. Nipples just bursting to be pinched and licked. My cock sprang up, pushing out the front of my pants . . . as I stared at her. What amazed me . . . was that she was going to do this, topless . . . just like real lovers.She reached for my belt buckle and began to tug and pull at my pants. "Now, help me. We don't have a lot of time. I have to be back for my next class and you have to be ready . . . when the girls start coming. I have had some incestuous encounters with her real dad when I was a teenager. The whole experience taught me that sex is fun and exciting as daddy was never mean to me. He is now deceased. Oh how I have longed to become friends with an older man, one who can step in and play the roll of my daddy. So I went searching online and found one, I will not give you his real name, I will just refer to him as, "Daddy."Daddy met me online about a year ago and we quickly became close friends. In our. And after I grew out of foster care, I never looked for her. That wasn't my mommy. I wanted to believe my mommy loved her little girl. I told myself, I had the best mommy in the world until I was raped. I blamed myself."Calvin, I know why I do what I do. I'm not sick. I don't lose control. I don't have multiple personalities. Sometimes I have to force myself to become your little girl. I do it to punish myself." But why mommy, why?" My sniffles and whimpers continued. Maybe I still was just a.