I was sweating hard and completely soaked. My pussy wanted more. I looked around and no one was visible on the trails, so I propped each foot on the b...nch and reached into my panties. Two fingers slid easily into my needy, wet cunt and the tips met the lower ball, deep inside. I played with it, and pressed it gently, making myself moan and shiver. I spread my fingers a little wider and began to fuck myself. The squish of my juices was audible over the breeze and singing of the birds. With my. I met this kid, named Jimmy. He was 5', and I was 5'5” I was 2 years older than him. He was 13 at the time, and had nice tan skin, was very small and fragile looking, and was always laughing. He weighted about 100 pounds, while I weighted just under 115. Now, I'm not gay, but for some reason, Jimmy really turns me on. He is the only guy to ever do that to me, and i hope it stays that way. It was Friday night, and we were setting up the tents. Jimmy came over to me and asked if i would be his. Not her father, no one. I spotted her in the audience and waved, she smiled back. After I'd played she found the dressing room, and came in. She was wearing a little white bra top and skintight white bootcuttrousers. I tried not to stare but a brief scan showed she could not have a stitch on underneath, nor the merest sprouting of a pube, or in those trousers it would have shown. She came and gave me a kiss, which for the first time ever was on thelips. I wondered what the hell was going on.. ”“What?!” A 17 year-old k** who probably has never used a rubber is supposed to satisfy me? You have to be k**ding! I am not going to spend most of my time using a vibrator to keep me happy! There are not enough batteries!”“No – no, honey. I can teach him, or better yet, you can teach him the way you want. You told me too many men don’t know how to please women.”“Well that is true. But what about a baby – I’m 30 years old, for Christ’s sake! I want a baby like yesterday!”“Margie dearest, there.