The kiss we shared this morning left me weak. I really like her. Really. And I know she kisses Livy whenever we all three run together. I just didn’... imagine she’d ever get past my young body to see the real me inside.But who is the real me? I’m enjoying being sixteen. I’m enjoying my sixteen and seventeen-year-old lovers. I never thought I would when I first got back. Those lovers, though, don’t put a damper on my attraction for Nanette ... or Sophie or Ms. Levy. Ms. Levy ... Donna ... is. It had taken forever to build to the point of ‘almost’ release but wouldn’t…it hung there, right on the edge…forever! Every muscle in my body was contracted past the breaking point and I was having trouble breathing! I know I was almost screaming at him to ‘Fuck me!’ and ‘Fuck me hard!’ which he was doing a damned good job of!When I did finally cum it was (the first shot) very long and extremely intense! I was shaking like hell all over, my skin felt like it was on fire and I thought I was. Baat kuch mahine pehele ki hai jab wo mere ghar rehene aayi thi wo mujhe kuch jyaada hi chipak ne lagi thi kuch dino se kai baar football khelte waqt wo jaan buj kar mere lund ya chest ko haat lagati main bhi mauke ka fayda uthakar us k round shaped boobs ko beech beech mein haath lagata par wo kuch nai bolti mujhe hamesha se hi usse chodne ki iccha reheti thi. Aakhir wo din mere naseeb mein aa hi gaya!Ek din hum comp pe 2 player game khel rahe the! Pata nahi use kya hua n usne mujhe poocha kya. He’s a rather short, heavyset man, well into his middle years. He’s wearing a colorful African Dashiki shirt with matching loose-fitting trousers, and he has the darkest skin of anyone Amy has ever met. He greets them with a wide grin.“Ah, beautiful American cheerleaders!” says the man in a deep voice. “I have been dreaming of this day for many years! Come in, come in, let me get you a drink.”He pours a glass of champagne for each of them, which makes Amy happy. She’s grown to like the stuff.