Things started to boil not long after Carla turnedtwelve, and started developing tits. Really developedtits. Curves followed, and by the following yea..., shehad developed from a cute little girl into a nubileyoung woman. Needless to say, having her so near and outof reach drove me crazy.My workout routine never varied in all that time,though, and I developed as well. Girls started to noticeme, but I was as awkward as any other teenager andstruck out constantly. Besides, the only girl I. "I can't end up like these girls,” I told myself as my clit swelled and my arousal grew. While my logical brain knew this was wrong, my body had decided to do its own thing and there was nothing I could do about it.“Humph. You don’t want to go to the rubber doll puppet show?” He stated in a show of false insult, noticing my obvious attempts to feign disinterest. “My, my, and here I thought we had it all. Rubber dolls dancing and jumping through electrified hoops not to mention a lovely. She instantly bit down on my tongue and then broke the kiss to sit down hard on my lap, immobilizing me completely. ‘Ah, ah, ah! I’m in control, here,’ she reminded me. ‘Forget that again and maybe I will leave you hanging. Trust me.’ She bent down to my face again and started kissing. I soon became aware of her cunt muscles rhythmically squeezing my cock lightly, then harder and harder. It was an erotic sensation, yet it did not provide the proper stimulation to send me over the top. Jennifer. My wife, being somewhat prude and stuffy, always found it offensive, and would often ask my step-daughter why on earth she would want to associate with someone like her.My step-daughter would just laugh, and comment, "it makes things interesting," and walk away.Kristina was petite and on the skinnier side with a small round chest as well a nice little teenage ass. Being sixteen, although legal, I would never cross the line with her. I loved the flirting, teasing, joking, and many times I would.