"Being a girl here is better than being a boy there," my right armargued."But you're not a girl!" my left shoulder screamed."They wont have to know th...t, we could hide it, until you're old enoughto move out. Kirsty would help with that," my right foot shouted back."Lauren, lunch is ready," Kirsty said in a gentle voice from the otherside of the door."SHUT UP!" I shouted aloud, at nobody in particular. Kirsty's voice hadsounded just like all the other voices swirling around in my head,telling me. So when I tried it out, it was very hard to fit, as I was trying to follow a story script in my head, getting it all fully inserted. As you can imagine, at a time where I didn't knew about lube yet, it wasn't as easy. The bigger size hurt, didn't want to go in at first. But with determination I finally got the head past the entrance, and the real task of gaining depth was making me break out in sweat. I think it must have taken me close to an hour to finally get that dong all the way into me,. After some time I started massaging the sides of her breast and noticed that she was perspiring even in that cold weather. I slowly moved below her left breast and tried to feel the entire thing, but failed. I was massaging the left boob vigorously by now and put my right hand on the right boobs also. My cock was fully erect by now and was making a huge tent on the pants. This continued for some time when I noticed the time and decided to go to the restaurant for dinner. She agreed and we. " Cally said. "Come on, Prince. Let's go meet Mata Hari."The sun was beginning to set slowly behind the green hills as Cally started down the road to Loretta's house. When she reached the beautiful modern redwood house she knocked on the door but there was no answer. The young girl knew she should turn back to her own house, but curiosity made her try the doorknob. It was open, and she walked into the huge glass enclosed living room. It was beautiful, full of clearly modern furniture, most of.