Tight, petite and big boobs that i see she wasn't cradling in a bra. My mate has always fancied other girls but never went the extra step as she's act...ally quite shy but i could see these two were all over each other from the word go. We danced and chatted all night and asked if she'd like to come back to ours for afters. Anyway we jumped in the sherbert and 20 mins later we're back at mine. All freshly showered, drinks flowing, choons on and me on the sofa watching these 2 dancing in front of. Except of course in my dreams. Where, for the first time, Rose became the lead player in an erotic fantasy that resulted in my spurting strand after strand of real creamy cum into her imaginary body.Life went on. Mom went to work every day and Rose and I went to our respective schools. Yeah, there was something new between Rosie and I, an electricity just below the surface that was threatening to explode every time I saw her. That I knew she also felt. We saw it in each others eyes every time. “I know,” she agreed. “But it has to be you,” she continued. “I was with another boy a month before you, but, I had my period after that.” “Then, it must be his,” I responded, repeating, “I pulled out.” And that was basically the end of it. Although I did hear (through the rumor-mill) that the girl had refused to name the baby’s father, and the suspicion was that the boy in question was so much younger than her, that she was simply too embarrassed to say who it was. But that same day,. " He bent down in front of her, "we talked about this on line right?" She looked into his eyes and nodded. "Good girl." Mindy stiffened and sweat beaded across her brow and top lip. She heard the stranger behind her getting his tools ready and then the buzz of the tattoo gun. Master stood in front of her with his hand on her head and then she felt the stranger's hand on her hip. She flinched and shuddered as she felt the first sting of the needle as the tattoo artist began to mark her.