That was the best. Wow," I babbled as she smiled down at me."I loved doing it, Tommy. It's not every day I get a nice, young guy like you. You're what... fifteen?" No, I'm a little younger than that." How much younger?" Um, I'm twelve."She started to laugh which I guess was a good thing."Boy my sister and I are sure robbing the cradle. Twelve. You have a nice dick for twelve. Evvie says you're good in bed. Twelve. Let's see just what you've learned from my sister, okay?" as she lowered her breast. " I asked him if she was young or old, or if she had a name."You know, Sarge, them lights in The Kettle are really dim, she could have been a teeny-bopper or a grab-a-granny. I think Jazzer called her Ingrid, or Helga, or it might have been Gerda."I made a mental note to get Clarky off my platoon as soon as possible, the man was a moron–he certainly was no Superman.I found a photograph of Jazzer in the platoon files and went down to The Kettle to show it around. It was about 10am and the place. As I release your throat, I lean across to the other side and begin anew. Moving to your cheeks, I kiss across your face, all while rubbing your upper thighs with my hands. With each movement of my hands, your legs spread ever so perceptually. As I prolong my efforts on your face, neck and shoulders, my hands continue to caress your toned legs. The minutes pass, my kisses travel down your neck and over your collar bone. As I remove my hands from your thighs, I move between your open legs and. Girls were removing clothing everywhere, most girls were eagerly rubbing their pussies and a few started rubbing each other.“If you need me to help girls, just ask me” said Debbie. A few hands went up and Debbie went to each in turn rubbing their pussies and giving tips. She spent a lot of time on one well developed girl until she yelled out that “something’s happening!!!” and she came on Debbie’s hand.There were a couple of girls who obviously reached climax very loudly and I caught the eye of.