“Here, Hai Hai! (Yes yes) fuuuckk!!” She screamed, as her three months worth of cum shot down my eager throat. With her spurts I felt a deep sati...faction at making her cum, but I also had a sadness too, although I had the biggest smile on my face with this sissy balls deep in my mouth, her cock spurting into my throat coating it with warm cum, I mourned the loss of each spurt, each untasted serving of cum. It was Ona’s final torture for cumming before her permission, and I knew it. When she. It felt better than good and I came quickly, my pussy tightening around her fingers. She turned and laid back against me in between my legs. She put the stream onto her own clit and I reached around to rub her nipples. They hardened as I ran my fingers in light circles around them. I pinched them, lightly at first. Kathy arched her back. It was her turn to moan. Harder, she told me. I pinched and twisted them and she she moaned louder, telling me she was going to cum. Harder, she. "Sorry girl, I really have to be on my way," My face is racked with genuine disappointment. It's cute how pouting she looks, but she forces a smile onto her face again. "It's okay." She grabs my arm and starts to lead me to the door, picking up my jacket on the way and putting it on for me. We get to the door, and she's facing me still with longing eyes. We smile timidly at each other. "Um, you know you don't have anything covering you right?" I say. She looks down, as if she just remembered. There is no cure. Remember, I'm twelve and I'm no doctor, so I don't really know much about Harmony's condition except that she will always look like a child. On the other hand, most people aren't doctors. Fortunately for Harmony, she and Miss Krystal will marry soon—same sex marriage has just been legalized—so Harmony will always have somebody.The boys at Mackie keep their heads—and the rest of their bodies—shaved so that when naked we boys still appear to be boys. Of course, other puberty.