"Why do you guys get to have all the fun?" The look on her face almost brought tears to my eyes. Clearly she was unset to be so carelessly excluded fr...m our sex play. She had her lips tightly closed with her lower lip stuck out a bit...like the little girl who didn't get her lollipop!Thinking quickly, I barked "Baby, get your panties off and go kneel up there next to your sister. Show me what you've got!"That said, I placed my impossible hard penis right at the now slightly parted lips of. “Oh my god.” inarticulate noises of enjoyment left my throat, my thighs shook.As I lay in repose, recovering from the blissful haze of my completion, I felt your body shift, light kisses peppering my skin. First my inner thigh, then my mons, belly, breasts, and finally my lips were reclaimed in a kiss. I could taste myself on your tongue; smell myself on your skin. My nostrils flared and I groaned, leaning in to suckle on your tongue. The tip of your cock nudged my slickened sex in askance.. They appeared to be in a state of shock. Jibran turned to me with glassy eyes. "The child monasteries!" he whispered. "How long..."I nodded. Jibran saw the core dilemma facing our society. In a population of twenty-five million, there are over nine million children, and almost seven million of them were girls. The children represented 36% of the human population, and their care and training consumed a huge portion of the world's resources. How long could they last without supplies? And if we. In turn, Annie cupped her sex, feeling the wetness already starting; and then came the hard throb of her small clit as it pressed against her palm. She deftly moved her fingers in a small circle, around and around the soft foldsof flesh. Then closed her eyes and imagined his cock in her mouth, bringing her relief from the emptiness inside her.Her breath was becoming ragged, uneven and the soft walls of the cab began to close in on her, tightening around her probing fingers, sucking at them as.