I just stared back at him with open mouth he came closer and lifted me in his arms. He took me inside my room and laid me down gently, He said he have...very special talent which he can display if I want to, I just shook my head my mouth was so dry and my pussy so wet.He gently took my shirt away, He touched my breast and said how soft and womanly it has become. I was loving and enjoying his every touch then he took my panty with his mouth my breath stuck inside my chest it was so erotic and. Girls on the other hand plan and plot their dress coding, knowing what to wear, and how to wear it, it was no coincidence I walked up stairs with my school skirt waistband rolled up three times so Mr Jackson could see my bum cheeks with my wet knickers pulled up in their extreme to form a classic teenage wedgie, and all just for me to rub one out behind my closed front door.'Teasing' and 'Jail Bait' were rife labels describing me when I as a girl, I wore them with pride, and at their fullest. And Callie? What do you want?" Rebecca asked anxiously."Nothing for me. I don?t like to drink."Rebecca bursted out laughing. "Are you serious? Nathan is your sis for real?"Nathan kept a straight face. "Yes. I don't really drink myself either. Just a beer every now and then."Rebecca looked at the siblings. She admired them for being so nice to each other and they both looked so innocent. She would love to make Nathan into a bad boy herself. She knew David could take away any innocence Callie. ‘It don’t look like nothin’ fancy, but the ale’s good an’ the wenches are easy!’ hollered Mick, a muscular seasoned sailor who had dragged Sin’s carcass to safety during his first ride through a rough storm. His hands had been sliced to ribbons on the sails lines and he couldn’t hang on to his tether. Mick had pulled him back from the edge just when Sin’s hands had given out. ‘Bring on the wenches! Heh, heh, look at that one, she’s got a nice pair of titties on ‘er,’ leered Evan, a sailor know.