At the same time, Faleena was well aware of changes in her body. Within the past year, her breasts had grown from little bumps to plump apples, not as...large as her mother's but already more than she could hold in her tiny hands. Of course she had reached the age of monthly flows during her eleventh year, but now it seemed like she frequently had a sort of itch between her legs; she had found that she could relieve that itch herself with a hand in the right spot but... she wondered if it would. "You have a really pretty body, Stacy." My face felt hot, and I was still buzzing nicely. I told him thank you. "Let's take that bra off," he said, and reached under me, unhooking it. I didn't protest.My breasts aren't very big, just an average B-cup, so his large hands easily covered them. Massaging them, making my nipples hard. I don't know how long he rubbed them, but it seemed like forever. He took his time, exploring every inch.By now, I had gotten really wet, and he started to pull down. ”“Which ones do you want.”“Uh, if you’ve got them I’ll take a dozen each of KT66, ECC81, and ECC83.”“Fucking hell, oops sorry, dad’ll kill me if he hears me talking like that in the shop. What the hell are you powering?”“Well most are for spares, Boris has got twin 600’s” Jenny said with pride.“Boris?”“Yeah well the tech guy that built it for me named it and it stuck.”“Cool. If you just wait here I’ll see what we got.”A few minutes later the girl was back.“We’ve got the dozen KT66 but only six. And the touch of his fingers sliding on her skin had started up fires that still raged in her body. The boy had finally rolled her over and penetrated her without even taking off her bikini. Betty had not so much as squealed in protest. She'd watched him with wide, interested eyes and been amazed at the feeling of his stiff, slender cock as it easily ruptured her hymen. That poor little cherry had been pretty finger-worn by the time her first lover had gotten to it though. The rapture of that.