”“Sometimes. It depends on the girl.”“Move the comforter,” she asked.I did and there was, indeed, a decently sized red spot on the sheet, an... red streaks on her thighs and on my flaccid shaft. She giggled, then pulled the comforter over us.“We’ll wash the sheets this morning,” I said.“OK. So now what?”“Now, we shower, have breakfast, and you go to Mass. When you come home, we’ll talk.”“Mass?”“Mass.”“But...”“But nothing. Go to church, Michelle. We’ll talk when you come home. Please?”“OK,” she. .. why you felt like you couldn’t talk to me. I just want you to know that I do love you.“And nothing would make me happier than for us to get back together again.”Debbie just looked into my eyes for a minute, then slowly, cautiously, put her lips against mine.I let her control the pace of the kiss, letting her get comfortable. Soon her tongue brushed against my lips, and I opened my mouth. Debbie’s eyes were closed as her tongue entered my mouth, then my tongue engaged hers and I think we both. She was endowed, too. I had inherited much of her beauty, including her blonde locks, though hers were even paler than mine, a platinum compared to my gold. I was suddenly aware of our breasts pressed tight together. Ever since I saw two women have sex in a stag film at the Sunset Playhouse, I had wanted to be with a woman. I had hinted to Father for weeks now, but so far he either ignored me or I was being too subtle.I hoped it would be with Donna Paxtor. I had watched her and Daddy several. We are both so close, ‘please baby, I want to see you when you cum’. So in one synchronized movement we roll so you are on top, ‘bang me baby’ is all I can get out. OMG do you oblige me. I am hot and wet; I can feel you, the perfect size for my pussy. Banging, the slapping of skin on skin, the slick sweat, then my legs start to tense up you know I am close so you stop for just a second, I whimper ‘PLEASE’. That is all you need, GAWD I love you. The looks in your eyes as you stare down at.