”“I gave you my sleeping bag, do you remember that?” Michael inquired. It was Hailey’s turn to smile.“You slept on the cold floor of the ten...,” she said with a nod.“Yep,” Michael said. “I did. Only, well, I don’t think that got passed along to your mother.”“I never told her anything about that,” Hailey cut in. “I don’t think she even asked. She was planning her third marriage and she didn’t really have time for me.”“Well, someone must have said something,” Michael said bitterly. “She called me. We started talking casually, I asked her about the mock exams etc and she too asked me casual questions about family and all.Here is exactly how our conversation went and I remember it clearly as I have masturbated thinking about it many a time later.Me: “ So, are you tensed about the board exams?”.“Yes, very much.I have to do something to relieve it often”. She replied with a smirk on her face, which I didn’t quite understand back then.Me:”So what do you do to relieve tension?”. I asked. After another 15 seconds, Sara's pussy pulls away from Anna's mouth, minus her clit and I hand Sara the soldering iron, telling her to sear her own clit-root.Anna holds Sara's, just over one inch long, clit between her teeth for Sara to stare at while she sears her missing clit. When she is done, Anna bites Sara's clit in half and places the tip of it in Sara's mouth. "I want to watch you eat half of your clit while I am eating the other half. Sara thanks her and slowly chews her love button. Darrell raised one of his hands to touch first her hair then her smooth, yet pale face. He started to speak, but again she placed a single finger to his lips. Each of her movements were speaking louder than any words, slow deliberate movements, movements that almost flowed as rippling water.She now took both of Darrell's hands and placed them on her breasts. They were so full and firm, yet so soft. Slowly he stroked the exposed flesh. She took a step backwards and thus out of his reach; using.