And that was a revelation. She vigorously massaged the firm little marble of tissue while her tongue indulged in the outer geography of Cassie's pussy... Bailey felt every part of Cassie's sex begin to tighten as her climax mounted. She doubled her efforts then. She wanted to taste her release.Cassie fisted her hands in the sheets as her pleasure built upon itself. She was no stranger to solo play, but nothing in her imagination could have prepared her for the onslaught of extreme sensation she. You lost that last night. And here's what ur gonna do now. I want me a dirt bike. And ur gonna go down to the Honda shop---right the fuck now and get it for me”. Dad raises his eyebrows and replies “kinda tall order isn't it son ?” “Ya dad---tearin up my ass last night was a pretty fuckin tall order too---so I figure it's worth it”. “That's a good bit of money Matthew” I persisted “Oh I'm sure you got it laying around somewhere dad, cause you haven't give mom anything for months. Now get ur ass. "You get away this time. But I'll get you, my pretty!" And she whirled dramatically and headed into another room.And your little dog Toto, too? I thought. I don't even have a little dog Toto.Such predicaments; I must forge ahead.Opening Meg's cider first, I stepped out onto the back porch and offered it to her as she lounged against the rail."What's this?" she asked, raising an eyebrow."Um, 'Rabid Weasel Hard Cider, '" I said, reading the label. "Eight percent alcohol by volume, contents .... He was just my teacher. Furthermore I couldn’t allow myself to become what my friends were. I didn’t need anyone else, a boy or a man. This strangeness feeling of being watched was distracting me more than I thought. Was it time to kerb my liberty?Running home I double bolted the front door, checked the machine for the usual messages from Dad, read the message attached to the still warm cookies from the cleaner who came in during the day, ignoring their lure, and ran straight for my bedroom,.