I would have been happy to have any male.One day, a few weeks before my sixteenth birthday, I was sitting on the pot in the girls' bathroom. Three gir...s came in chattering. I recognized their voices, I hated them, all three were said to have fucked half the football team. But their conversation caught my interest."No way, you guys actually watched sex movies with them?" Yeah, Stan's parents have like bunches of them so he thought he was so cool when he put one in. I think he thought Misty and. Her pussy was squirting out juice, pop! pop! pop! Tiffany pounded her heels on Terry's mom's mattress and just fucking screamed!The sheets of the bed under Tiffany's ass were fucking soaked. With just her pussy-juice because Jimmy hadn't fired off his load yet. But he figured, since Tiffany had probably never had a fucking quite like this, why not just blast off? So he did. Tiffany hooked her legs around him, caressed his back and sucked his lips and Jimmy's body stiffened on top of her and he. He hoped that the results would be good ones with this person. He turned on a heel and continued his merry way. It was time to go back to the lab to find another who would fit his strict criteria for testing. If anybody remembered him, it would be a miracle. So he left to let the story of his subject unfold. Martha was sitting in her light blue lazy boy chair. The chair had faded over long years of use, which often was because she was knitting. The clicking of knitting needles seemed always. ’ ‘Boy,’ I said slapping him, ‘This our bed.’ ‘Get off for I make you get off.’ I made a face, and laid back down, making sure to rub up against him. ‘Ay, motherfucka, I wasn’t playin with you.’ He sits up, and starts ticklin me, I’m in a fit of giggles. ‘Hehe…stop….baby stop!’ ‘Didn’t I tell you to get off my bed?’ I couldn’t stop laughing. ‘Didn’t I?’ ‘Yes…hehe….yes!’ He stops tickling me and pins me to the sheets staring down and me. He kissed my neck, then my cheek, then my lips, ‘Sexy.