’ She sounded pleased. ‘You’re right. I’d probably get arrested if I wore that to a public pool. No, that picture was just for you — no one ...lse. Your mom was very proud of you, being on the university swim team for four years, Tom. She kept a scrapbook of all your photos and newspaper clippings. She even gave me copies of a few of your photos. I often wondered how you managed to get everything you’ve got into that tiny swimsuit, though,’ she laughed. ‘Since you were nice enough to send me. I can always count on these friends and they don't care how I live my life.They see the good side in me, a person, who's always listening to their problems and tries to help them out or making them laugh.I even got more male friends than female friends. With these friends I also don't have sex and they're still there for me, see me as their sister and take care that nothing bad happens to me. Some of you might think they're just nice to me so they can get in bed with me, and maybe that's even. But I want you to do whatever turns you on, because it turns me on too." you answered with heavy breathing.I rubbed pussy juices around your asshole and pressed my finger against you. You relaxed as I massaged your anus and my finger slipped in. Gently, I worked it in and out of you like a small cock, letting you get used to the feeling."Oh fuck baby...that feels so different...so good. I may want more than your finger in there." you moaned.I finger fucked your virgin ass while I licked and. He did a few other things to me, like nailing an outside 20-footer, even hooking one right over me. Now, I knew he’d grown faster than me (he was already 5-foot-11 when we entered eighth grade, I was only 5-4 on a good day), but he finally realized that he could outmaneuver me. My cousins were making comments, like, ‘Billy, I thought you were a better player than this!’ And ‘Jeez, Billy, where’d you find this guy, the NBA?’ I didn’t think much of that game until Jared, Jerry and I entered in.