So far my venture into adulthood has began rather horridly.My eighteenth birthday was celebrated with my social worker smiling as I signed paperwork a...d my foster parents slipping me a twenty as they wished me well in life. My social worker offered to drop me off anywhere of my choosing, but I declined. As far as I was concerned, the sooner I got away from the painted faced gargoyle, the better.I already had a plan set in place. In preparation for the day I aged out of the system, I had dropped. All four days.” I'd forgotten that we had a four day weekend coming. Recalling that, it hit me what a big request this was. She looked at me for some hint of how I would take that.“So hows this all supposed to work, Ains?” I asked her. “Does he want to take you someplace or, what?”“I don't know for sure, but I think he wants to spend the weekend with me here in our apartment, unless we go out together someplace. I think we'd have to talk about it and work it out. What he says though is that he. My body is vibrating as my hand buzzes between my legs. I’m going to do it this time. My every nerve fires in ecstasy as I imagine Joe pumping his seed into my mouth. My body writhes uncontrollably. My hips working back and forth. Fuck!! So fucking good. I throw the sheets back, recovering. The fantasies seem so real. They’re so naughty and the orgasms are so powerful. It’s an addiction. I want more. Looking down, I can see that I’ve exposed my boyfriend’s cock. My stomach lurches as I think. He crouched down, legs wide apart and that huge dong hanging there. Erika didn't take much notice of the apple peeling. The beautiful cock was so tempting, but she had never been in this situation before and she was unsure of herself. I was so turned on by her temptation, I was desperate to see Erika's dainty hand reach out and grasp it. As our friend slowly peeled the apple the seconds ticked by. Eventually, I said to her " go on". With those words her hand nervously pushed forward and she.