." As he said this, I felt Ted grab my ass cheeks and kneed them with his hands, pulling them apart. I moaned again."Feels good?" Very." I felt his ha...ds work towards my inner thighs again, brushing my balls as he did. I squirmed a bit, but not to get away and then I rolled my legs outwards to allow for more access. It wasn't just a conscious decision but it certainly was a natural one."That ok? Susan wanted you to get the full massage..." HmmmMmmm," I moaned in affirmative. Ted was now leaning. What’s it about?” “Pirates. That’s all I know. It’s new.” I watched both the show and Chad. He had on only his pajama bottoms. His chest had almost no hair. His tummy was flat – not six-pack fit, but no fat, either. I tried to remember boys I knew when I was that age, what they looked like, and I think they were much the same. I saw some breasts flash on the TV screen. “Oops,” Chad said and started to get up. I put a leg over his and said, “You’re sixteen, honey. I think you’re old enough to. “Bastard,” she said, calmly. “You want to fuck me.”“I do, indeed,” I admitted.“Come on,” she said. “There’s room beside them.”“Wait,” I whispered. “They went off to be alone. We weren’t invited.”“Okay,” she said. “We’ll wait until they’re finished and then barge in on them.”“Why?” I asked.“Because I’m fucking jealous,” she hissed.“Oh come on. Don’t be that way. You know he loves you. He’ll always love you. Tonight he’ll probably try to sneak into your room and do the same thing to you.”“Will. They have to wear little-girl panties.” Then I turned her around to face the shelves and gave her a shove. Being as petite as she was she had no trouble finding her size, and with my help picked out a dozen pairs of cotton panties with various little-girl designs printed on them, ranging from balloons to teddy bears to cowgirls on horses to crayons, plus some fancier ones in bright pastels with lots of huge ruffles. She seemed to enjoy selecting them. After she’d paid for her purchases I took.