"Isn't it enough for you that I love you, Jessica?"The American girl remained silent, biting her lip as she tried to thinkof a response to Paige's que...tion."That's what I figured," Paige sighed as she swung her legs out of bedand headed toward the shower. As the hot water cleansed her body, itwas all Paige could do not to scream in frustration at her situation.When she'd first got together with Jessica, it had been a step into theunknown- much like her decision to move to Paris to live and work. Who knows, it might be you! Kiss me, you big sexy hunk!”We made out a bit longer, then dressed and I took her home. We had a wonderful time that year. She finally let me rub her through those white cotton panties, which were always soaked when I touched them. I learned to make her cum and scream. She was the first girl I ever did that with. She taught me much that year.Making her cum felt almost as good as when she made me cum. She did admit she masturbated pretty regularly, which burst my. No it’s not. I just have to do something for you,” I said pointedly as I licked my lip suggestively and stepped close to him. He seemed to be a little reluctant so I very lightly touched his crotch with my fingernails. He was stiff and I ran my fingertips along the length. “Oooo, now that’s very nice,” I whispered. He glanced away nervously. I moved closer and kissed his neck as I gently squeezed his dick that was straining against his jeans now. “You’re not a real girl though, are you?”. I hated seeing her so badly affected, and felt really sorry for her. It totally killed my erotic mood, so I became soft.When Carol felt it, she said, "Thank God!"Soon I was so soft and small that there was no point in staying in her. I said, "Shall I pull out and lower you to the bed?" Yes please. Slowly."I did so, watching her wince. When Carol was flat on the bed, I made to move out from between her legs, to make it easier for her to get comfortable, but Julia said, "You might as well stay.