Zoom and swoosh, I had the entire slab locked!"Yes!" Bud's cry came triumphantly. "You've got it!" I guess I do," I laughed. "Should I try to lift it ...r something?" Yes," Harley begged. "Lift it up." But slowly," Bud cautioned. "Remember that your mind can imagine it moving faster than physics will allow for, and the results of failure can be unpredictable and dangerous."So I took a breath and lifted the small block of Bakelite with my telekinetic talent. I made it rise slowly, inches at a time. His final drops slowly slide down my throat to my belly. I set and my eyes barely open enough to watch him pull back as the tip of the head popping out pass my lips. The tip flexes up and down along with his shaft, dripping another few drops of cum down onto the top of my thighs. My hands slowly rub up and down his legs trying to catch my breath. “Damn, you did not swallow it all did ya,” he said quietly. “No matter, get up on the bed and turn around for me.” I pull my hands away from his legs. I was cleaned up and dressed within 20 minutes and I was already backinto my car.Before I pulled out of my driveway, I found the mix-tape Fay made for me.I ejected the cassette adapter and slide the mix-tape into the cassetteplayer.The first song was No Doubt's "Just a Girl." I must've heard this songhundreds of times in the late 90's and early 2000's. But now every time Ihear this song, I will forever remember my date night with Fay.Inside the tape case was a note listing the tracks and a. I also discovered the nice warm feelings when I rubbed the inside of my cunny. I just did it all the time.My next discovery was with my very best friend, Lucy, we were the same age and seemed to be glued together at the hip. We went everywhere together and were in and out of each other's flats all day. Constant buddies who talked just about everything that twelve year old girls talk about. Want to know what our fave topic was? I bet you already know.So, when I was sleeping over at Lucy's one.