Rita Spread her legs wide open and he ran his finger over her juicy cunt. He dipped one finger in, then two. He pumped her wet cunt for a bit, loving ...he feel of her. With his other hand, he slowly traced the folds of her beautiful lips. They were sooooo smooth and soft. He circled her clit as he slowly pumped his fingers in & out of her. Rita pulled on her very long nipples and watched his face as he enjoyed her juices running out of her cunt. He pumped her harder and faster and watched her. After a bunch of research around sleeping patterns and brain waves, I hit on what I thought would fix all of my problems with Sarah. I had taken a bluetooth speaker, and modified it to emit delta and theta waves to encourage restful sleep. But that wasn’t the innovative part. If my research was correct, I had figured out how to translate speech to theta waves. My theory was that I could use this to encourage positive behavior through intrinsic motivation. Basically, making a sleeping listener. I could not believe that the boy I was dying to hang out with was being such a jerk, but he was right. If I marry him it will be his way. I stopped fighting and let him do what he wanted. It was not difficult I wanted to feel him touch me. He told me that it was ok to make out as long as we didn’t go all the way. It’s dangerous and if we get caught we are both in big trouble. I knew what sex was and even some of the more intimate details from my friends, but to feel him touching me. I just. Not kissing gently. Feasting. As if it was his last meal. I was lost in the pleasure of his lips and his tongue and his fingers and came so easily and wonderfully that it tingled all over my body. This went on forever. He'd bring me right to the edge, that point where your back arches and you know it's coming, and then he'd pause, building me to the highest possible points. More kisses, tasting myself, and then he pulled me to my feet. I really wasn't sure what he was doing and then he said.