Dropping his work, he came to her side hurriedly, his face at first blank and expressionless, then smeared with that same wicked grin she remembered n...w so clearly from last night."Feelin' all right?" he asked when he was close enough to talk without being heard by the others."Yes," she answered simply, nodding her head."There's a little somethin' for you in the camper refrigerator, already mixed with coke."Sarah's eyes widened with fear, "No, I won't! You can't make me do that again! I won't. We were sure people know what was happening, and whilst nobody stared we thought the adults were sneaking a quick look whenever they could!When I had her panties off I put them in my pocket, and proceeded to play with her lips. They were soaking wet and I could swear my finger was almost slipping inside of her! I was running my finger up and down her lips, over her clit, teasing her all the while. She was now really getting into this, and was desperate for me to really make her cum, so I worked. Men are thought ofas soft and pliable, better at taking direction than giving it. Theseroles are reinforced from the time of birth.As time goes by these stereotypes become more and more set. Littlegirls play with toy guns while little boys play with dolls. As they agethe girls are expected and even encouraged to raise a little hell, whileboys are supposed to be prim and proper. The biological and anatomicalchanges that are now mandated by law in every country on earth haveensured that these. The thick ring refused to loosen its grip, the pink sheath stretched away, continuing to fully encase his prong. Then it could stretch no further, and the shaft began to reappear, veins popped back up from the released pressure, slickened by a clear moisture.He reversed his motion, not wanting to be any further outside his most pleasurable encasement. He pressed the ring back inside her.She grunted and fought against him once more, trying with all her might to keep him from regaining his.