." Of course I wanna, sweetness. You're some kind of fantasy."Giggle. "The door's locked. The curtains are drawn. Gramma's two hours up the road, and ...f we don't go out to eat, we can make sandwiches, but I have been missing you alllllll day!"Resolve? I had some. Resolved that I wasn't going to think of Dana in purely sexual terms, that sex was just a little wedge of the pie of our relationship.Resolve disappeared when I got a fourteen year old girl wrapped around me, kissing.Having 'help'. Had thought about her life in its entirety. Everything. From the reason why she had the scar on her chest to her father’s death to her flight to New York up to now. She had changed, not just in age but in personality. When her father died she had been some heartbroken teenager crying him and a guy that didn’t care about her. Her rebellious abandonment of the high class life had been her escape from it all. She thought she had gotten away from everything. All the drama and imitation kindness.. Jerome was moaning now too, and he put his hand on Tara’s shoulder. ‘Why don’t you let Lindsey take a swing at it now,’ he asked. Tara dropped the ball from her mouth with a ‘pop’ and then gave Jerome a little pouty face. ‘I suppose,’ she said. She playfully pulled the cock further away from Lindsey and then let it go, making it swing towards her like a baseball bat. Lindsey grabbed the cock, letting it slap into her hand. She began slowly licking the length of the dark cock, looking to Tara. "Oh my gosh," she thought. The girl couldn't be a day over eighteen... if that. The girl was a small blond with two pony tails and short skinny legs. Toni watched for several more minutes. Then the black African unbuttoned her blouse and began kissing her breast. His hand was now more active under her skirt. It was just a matter of moments when the girl's stocking covered legs partially raised up and shook. Toni gasped... oh my, this young girl was having an orgasm. The African certainly had.