In the depths of her lean young bottom her anal ring was a darker pink, rising from the hollow to the brilliantly pink mouth of her little cunt."Mmm,"...he reflected, leaning over the little cunt to draw the folds apart and better look into the little hole where, one day, a cock would slide. Moist tender pink flesh gleamed while, further along; the tip of her clitoris appeared, small and tender from the mouth of its hood."Are you tender?" he asked, touching her at the very edge of her tiny. Once again you assault my breast. I feel your erection against my back, I reach around to give you the same pleasure that you are giving me. Unable to hold off any longer...I bend over the desk, giving you full access to what makes me a woman. Spreading my legs apart. I don't know how much longer I can wait. I need to feel your hard, warm cock inside of me. But what I feel is so much better. Warm and oh so wet, you tease and taste me, playing with the lips that hides my vagina. Licking and. We didn't mean tohurt you. If you need some help controlling your feelings you can have akumquat if you want."I took a deep breath. "I'm not getting upset. I don't want a kumquat,thanks. I just want to know the truth. It seems to me pretty obvious thatyou knew that I would rather be included than not. It's not that youthought I wouldn't want to be involved, it's that YOU didn't want MEinvolved. And I want to know why." It was for your own good, believe me," Mom said."Please. Tell me. You owe it. I went and took a shower, trying to shake off the bad vibes coming from douwnstairs where some thumping and stompings could be heard, then a yell and a scream. I got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around myself, and walked warily down the stairs. As I was halfway down, my sister burst past me, tears streaming down her face, and her spaghetti-strap shirt half pulled down. I continued down, even more concerned than before, though my sister often cried at the slighest provocation from my.