I sealed my mouth shut. I refused to give her the pleasure.“Start licking, dyke,” Juana said, her voice so firm, brooking no disobedience.I shook ...y head, moaning my wordless defiance. She pressed my face tighter into her pussy, my nose nuzzling her clit. Her tangy juices worked past my sealed-tight lips anyways. I tasted my first cunt. A shiver ran through me, racing down my spine and settling into my pussy.I was not getting hotter. I was not getting wetter. I squirmed and struggled, trying to. Also, a little rarely, I do get him to eat me out. I guess we really just like to make love though," Monica told us.We both nodded again and seemed to agree."What about your parents, Monica? Do they know about you two?" I asked.They both seemed turned off, and I could tell that because I had seen it before."Yeah, they know about us, but they don't like it at all. We still see them every now and then, but we always have to be separate. Now we're seeing the family less and less. Even though we've. To be honest, I wasn't sure I was going to come today, for the same reason. It's weird, that by doing it, we have these feelings that we don't know how to deal with."He nodded his head, "Yeah. Something so beautiful shouldn't be so, awkward."She laughed,"Yeah, awkward. So, we're okay?" I am. How about you?" I'm good. How are you?" Patricia didn't say anything?" No. She said I should talk to you." I'm not doing too well. Can't stop the cancer. Three months. Most likely less." Oh my God. There's. A shower sounded pretty good to me too. The phone in my sweatshirt pocket started vibrating, Aunt Jillian was already upstairs. Missed call- from my Mom. I figured Jillian was calm enough to speak to her now. I grabbed the phone and knocked on my mothers bedroom door, which was half way open. Aunt Jill? I heard the shower in my mothers bedroom turn on and I decided to just leave the phone on the dresser for when Jillian came out. I then noticed from the reflection from the dresser mirror, that.