A random thought: she would be cold if it were not for her own furnace which made the couch a warm and cozy place. She curled up into a ball and looke... at Mark who had collapsed on the lay-z-boy. They both laughed.When she felt that she could, she slid the now-cold gooey panties back on and stood up. "Thank you, honey," she said. "Now do your homework while I get dinner started."-"I'm hooome," Frank sang as he walked through the door. He saw his son sitting at the table with a school book open. He slid another finger in my pussy and I bit my lip so hard it was bleeding. He twisted his fingers inside me and my body freaked. It felt so good; I threw my hands onto his head and made him lick me faster. I didn’t last long with the way his hands moved in and out and his tongue all over my pussy. The walls of my pussy contracted all around his fingers. John kissed my stomach then my boobs and up to my lips. My body was still twitching a bit when he slid his dick into my pussy. It hurt, but. Finally she said "Stephanie, You are very pretty. It is hard to believe what Harry told me about you." She walked over and checked out Joanie in a similar manner. After she talked to the other girl in the store she asked us to follow her into a back room that had lots of mirrors and a very interesting rack the was filled with little white dresses and petticoats of all kinds. Sonya started to talk to Harry so I walked over and started to look through the rack. Johnny joined me after a few. She would then wrap the blanket around her in such a way so that it would pass between her young legs and she could press it tight against her womanhood by holding it with her feet. She would grind herself into the blanket with such a frenzy, in time to the jungle like rhythms of the music, that the blanket would be soaked with the juices of this barely adolescent young girl.These encounters went on for years, each time with the same ending. She would always grind herself against the blanket.