" Molly made a vain attempt to quell her sobbing. "Oh, Ben -- the rape came flooding back. She approached me and said the same things -- called me a b...tch -- said she was going to fuck me purple. She pushed me onto my knees and forced it into my mouth." At least you didn't have to swallow anything," he remarked."What? Oh, Ben! That was so not funny!" I'm sorry, Molly. That was a cheeky remark that was inappropriate at a time like this." Or ever! You don't understand -- when I was thirteen one. She walked in front of me and held my chinand leaned forward and kissed my lips. She was so beautiful with her longflowing red hair and her green eyes as they starred into mine.She didn't speak. She just put her hands on my waist and pulled me towardher. We embraced as I put my chin on her shoulder. I kissed her hair nearher ear as she held the back of my head. I felt our breasts pushing intoeach other. She moved her arms straight out to take my hands into her own and steppedback and smiled.. Sixty-nine, we were going to do sixty-nine, I thought as I felt the warm wetness of her pussy as it pressed against me. I opened my mouth and sucked her lips as I tried to french-kiss her there and that got a few wiggles. Now I knew what all the talk was about, man, this was totally the best.I had one of the hottest-looking girls in the school, a junior, two years ahead of me, naked and on top of me, sucking my dick as I ate her pussy. All because I liked photography.I think I was doing. Helen must have moved it before she went…where? I looked around and didn’t see her or Max who had been lying in the shade near her lounge. It was then I heard a muffled voice coming from the pool house. I got up and quietly moved to one of the louvered windows.Helen was reclined on a low couch with a pillow under her ass and her legs drawn up to her chest, her forearms behind her knees keeping her legs spread wide. Max stood before her lapping away at her exposed, wet sex. Her moans and.