Rebecca Lawrence is eighteen years old, just a grade below her friend Elizabeth Maclore, and is considered something of a geek to most of the school. ...��Please don’t go in there!”Rebecca's best friend, Elizabeth, fit the image of a 'popular girl' much easier than she did. Elizabeth had long blonde hair, golden tan skin, a cheerleader's body, and a friendly, if slighly bossy, personality.Lizzy looked back down the hill at her younger friend, “C’mon Becky! You just have to do it! Don’t you want to. “Eat my pussy, right now.” I hesitated. “Come on, you selfish bastard, lick me.” I slowly put my head between her legs. I tentatively put my tongue on her clit. Kate grabbed my head and pulled me in closer. I could tell that she wasn’t very excited at the beginning, but her juices started to flow after only a minute or two. I continued to lick, and I heard her breath get heavier and heavier. She kept her hands firmly locked on my head. I ran my tongue up and down her slit and then would. Juno had already unscrewed the cap of one bottle and was attempting to direct some of the spraying contents of her breast into it. This was going to get very messy indeed."She's coming as soon as she's fixed her make-up," said Sarah, returning with the jug. "Oh, you've started already!" Give me that jug before I burst," said Millicent. "You'd better try and find another one. Or a bucket, or something." I'll find something," said Loretta, glad to get away from the disturbing scene.Juno, her eyes. She is kind to everyone and everyone loves her for her kindness. She normally wears sarees and occasionally churidars and mostly nightie in the house. I admired my mom since my childhood. But I don’t know when it turned into lust or love. During the last stage of my teenage (I was 19 years old then), I started to like my mom differently. I mean, I started to think of her as my girlfriend. That was usual for mom and son. But soon after, I got the knowledge of masturbation. I started to.