No, not yet, she mumbled. OK. I just wanted to make sure you knew the facts. When you start ejaculating, I pointed to Jared, the word making Madison s...icker, and you start having periods, I continued, gesturing to Madison, which quieted her quickly, then you could make babies. Make sure you take precautions after that. You dont want to become teen parents. And you know about sexually transmitted diseases? I heard about them, said Madison gravely. They come from sex and can make your privates. I gasped and spluttered as I tried to pull away, but he held me in place and I couldn’t help swallowing.He finally let me breath as his bladder was almost empty, but he made sure to let the last few drips hit my face. “Flithy slut”, he snarled at me, then pointed at the floor, “Now I want to see you lick that mess up!”. The nice guy I met the night before had turned into my master it seemed, and was ordering me around like an owned faggot, and I was loving every minute of it. I got down on all. I ever heard were about girls losing their virginity and it was something of a charm for me. So coming from Murshidabad all I ever dressed was in salwar kameez or at the most jeans. My friends took pity at me and introduced me to the world of fashion. I Instantly took a liking to it and money was no problem as my baba had lots of it and he loved me too much to ever say no. So one day we went shopping to ambience mall and there my friends made me try clothes in which I was ashamed to come out. ..”“A lot?” She nodded her head ‘yes’.“Did you like them?”“I don’t know.” That meant ‘yes’.“And did you see the one with you in it?”My heart yearned for this answer or reaction. I had self-recorded myself jerking off to pictures – Polaroid photos, my own digital print-offs, photocopies of family portraits – of her. My little pre-teen sister, whose wet panties I’d sucked dry on the wonderful laundry days. Elly looked up now, right into my eyes, blushing like mad.“Yes,” she answered softly.“And.