She knew that Mary Jane was active with other boys but thought I bet she hasn’t been fucked by as many as I have. The minute the thought went throug... her mind she felt guilty again for having such thoughts and being so envious of Mary Jane.She wondered if her father’s encouragement was a way to get her out of the small community of Cedar Grove where she might get involved with a boy or a man and end up getting pregnant as her mother had, to get married and be tied to that small town for the. Mmmmm. I cupped my breast with my left hand hoping not to slip. Ì began to masturbate myself. Poking myself in my vagina. It felt wonderful, And exiting. But I had better plans. I withdrew my finger and finished soaping my body, I climbed out from the shower, towel -dried myself and began applying body lotion. It felt cool on the skin. A nice gentle touch. Naked, clean and dry I went to my bedside draw, inside..... ky jelly lube and fifty shades darker buttplug. I'm tingling all over and. As I looked at him looking at me, all I could think was 'yummy', and I found myselflicking my lips. His body was every bit as good as I remembered it. So beautifullyproportioned, with powerful shoulders and thighs that I wanted to rub, suck and kiss tillthe early hours of the morning; a solid stomach I could eat my dinner off of; and finally acrotch that could double fill me easily. I felt weak at the knees (or at least the knee, sinceonly one of my legs was supporting me) as I thought about. She just smiled at me, that big wide loving smile, her eyes seeing through mine to me. “Holly, I love you, I know that you would never do anything to hurt me, or to jeopardize us, if you want to have sex with someone, you don’t need my permission” I said, seriously. “I love you too John and I know that sex can be for love and for fun, and that its only love between us, and that is what matters” She said to me. Our hands in each others on the table top, our eyes staring into each others. “You.