After Ann gave me my first pussy licking in a bar bathroom, I knew I needed to learn to reciprocate. We exchanged numbers, and she told me she would c...ll me. Ann had a relatively controling boyfriend and her "girls-only" time was a bit limited. For a while after the bar bathroom incident, I had almost constant fantasies about her. I masturbated a lot. I called her once, and I waited and waited for her to call me back. Finally, about a month later Ann called me and asked me if I wanted. I'm cum ... ohhh fuck ... I'm cumming ... ohhh fuck ... ohhh ... PATRICK... ", she wailed as simultanious explosions erupted throughout her body. From her hair to her toes, every cell in her body exploded like billions of little firecrackers going off. Her pussy muscles squeezed and pulled at his fingers, trying to draw them deeper into her. Her back arched and her body went ridgid as she mashed her pussy into his face. " Aauuuugggghhhh... ", she screamed one last time. Her body quaked and. In my mind's eye, I saw myself as a young perky busty blonde, theultimate Sox fan's wet dream.ZAP!POW!OWWW!!"Owwie! Ouch! That hurts!"I was whimpering, but my my voice was too high.And too sweet.I was burnt! I needed a more alarming voice with which to express mydispleasure!I looked up into my own face; whoever it was that looked like me wasdousing me with warm water and spraying me with something."It's sunscreen, sorry, couldn't think of anything else for burns." How about some cold water?" Oh. The two of them were living here for about three years now. They weren't brother and sister, but they shared the bedroom. There were only two bedrooms in the bungalow house. Even if they were both sixteen year old teens now, neither one minded sharing a room. They had been much more crowded when living in separate foster homes when they were younger. He sat up on his bed side. Faith was there right beside him in her twin bed. She was softly snoring just a little. There was a nightlight in the.