I didn’t even think about it.”“Slow down, that wasn’t meant to accuse you. Sorry. But she did slow dance with you, right? And kiss your cheek?...And then hold your hand on a walk?”“Yes. That’s all true. Though she was nervous about it every time. She was shaking. And as for the hand-holding, she dropped my hand when we got in sight of her house.”“Yes, she was nervous, or more accurately, frightened. Just like she was at the dance. You danced at arm’s length the whole night, except for the last. After that first night, we concluded that had I not lost my virginity to my boyfriend, this couldn’t have happened with such ease.Dad said, “You are a brave girl, Wendy. And you are so tight….” He just held on to my hips and kept me motionless for a while just enjoying the feel of his little princess’s cunt wrapped tightly around his erection. Dad kept on mumbling something or the other, which neither of us now recollects, but both were amazed and immensely grateful to find our relationship. "She closed her eyes and I took out the marker pen I'd bought and started scribbling over her new blouse. She opened her eyes with surprise."No. Tightly shut," I warned her.I smashed two eggs together over her head and rubbed them into her hair. Then two more. Then I tipped half a bag of flour over her head and rubbed it in.She squealed and opened her eyes.I broke two more into my hands and rubbed them on her chest. She moved my hands to rub them over her boobs.Then she looked into the bags and. “Did that make you wet?” She asked. “Yes,” Tina replied quietly. “Me too”. They looked at each other and as if reading her friend’s mind Michelle spoke again. “I want to get off again”. Tina nodded. “So how are we going to do this?” Michelle asked. “Well if you don’t know I can give you a few tips but after that you’re on your own, baby,” Tina replied with a giggle. Michelle rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean. Do we just get undressed and do it? Do you want keep your clothes on? Or.