I stepped back in surprise and sensed a little fear. I wanted this to happen but I was caught off guard by Clara’s aggressiveness. Before I could re...ct to Clara’s advancements her strong body was wrapped around me. She pulled me on to my back and looked me in the eye. “Now you are mine!” she roared before pinning my arms spreading them apart and placing her dripping cunt at the base of my stiffened cock and pushing my penis against my abdomen. She rested there for a moment just long enough to. Then Anna took off his boxers and when his cock sprung out we both gasped. It was shorter than the cucumber but with a large cockhead. It was dark read and as I watched a drop of liquid formed on the tip.Anna wiped it off with a finger and offered it to me. “Try it, it’s called pre-cum.”I licked it and it was sweet and a bit sticky, so a strain was formed between her fingertip and my tongue. Another drop quickly formed and this one Anna licked of from the source and as her tongue touched the. She supposed that might have had something to do with why her mother had picked her father, out of all the men she must have dated in her time. But, surely she could've found such devotion in someone a little more ... Handsome?Sighing, she went down to dinner.Her parents were transferring flatware, silverware and food to the table. Her father was singing along with the radio--badly, off-key, a song Emma was pretty sure he had never heard before--and her mother laughing and swatting at him with. Amber was her name – I knew that because I’d overheard her talking to her friends on the bus. Her school friends, all wearing the same uniform of blue blazers, white blouses and pleated grey skirts; short grey socks and flat black shoes. The difference with Amber was that I knew she was wearing a pair of white knickers – not the ones with the polka dots, the ones with the tiny red and pink hearts. For I’d become quite the expert on little Amber’s knickers since that first fleeting glimpse.Every.