Rayleena's gigantic erection was still erupting volleys of cum. Several spurts splashed Tiffany in the face, some flew over her head and landed on th... bed, others fell wetly on Clyda and Rayleena. In a few moments, all three girls were totally wet with each other's enormous ejaculations and fluids. They all collapsed in a state of blissful exhaustion, entwined with each other in a tangle of limbs. "That was a great way to finish off what you started Tiffany," said Rayleena, as she caught. I knocked, crying. I should say all of this time, my father was officially drinking all of the time, and while he was nice to us, he couldn’t tell if we were coming or going. It was really just me and my brother. Anyway, I started crying loud enough for him to hear me while I knocked on his door. He finally opened – barechested again with a pair of shorts – and let me in and sat me on the bed. It was then that we had ‘the talk. He told me he couldn’t continue this because I was a girl and it. Blocking out anyone and anything around us. As our kiss subsides I suggest we go get that lunch you are suppose to be having. And we stroll on to the little cafe down the lane. Once seated I order clam chowder, a roll and some hot tea. You order . . . a cesar chicken salad, side of fruit and water. I gaze lovingly at you, admiring your beautiful face, your sweet smile, your lips which show me how much you love and care for me, and I know that you love me with all your heart. I cannot think of. He looked me in my eyes as I came down from my orgasm. Then he kissed me one last time. I turned away in shame at what we had just done. I slowly lifted myself off of him, squinching at the tenderness of my pussy. I got up and glanced at him one last time before running back through my room and to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror to see if I looked any different. I still looked the same, except for this new glow. I had done it. I was a woman. I smiled shyly at the girl in the.