“Daddy, you’re going to make me cum,” I cried.As quickly as his hand moved between my legs, his hand was gone. Leaving me right on the edge of h...ving an orgasm. He turned me around, and before I could say another word, he pressed his lips to mine and kissed me. I opened my mouth to accept Daddy’s tongue while his hands continued to fondle my ass, but not where I wished he would go back with those strong fingers. But now for the first time, he wasn’t holding my hands behind my back, and I could. Who are you, why me, why you even in my bed? I lose thoughts she breaks our kiss sits up starts riding me she goes for so long she exhausts herself and lays on me for abit to rest. I can’t handle the after a seeming hour but like maybe 10 seconds. I roll her over, I’m on top, she gasps.I’m to where I’m breathing in her ear. I go slow at first but in no time pick up speed. She tenses, gasps and moans with pleasure, curling her toes. Pretty sure she know I’m awake at this point. I lift up and. When I first started to masturbate, I would pull my nipples had and that would excite me. When I wanted more I stole moms’ cloths pins and clamped them on my nipples. I tried hot wax on my tits and even tied one of dad's neck ties around my neck and pulled it tight. Anyway, Bobby didn't like the rough stuff and soon I didn't like Bobby. It's well known that a lot of girls who play sports like other girls. I would say at least one third is gay.I began to like Lisa, our Captain. She ran the. “Don’t cats have internal compasses?”No. Where the hell did you get that notion?“Well, you’re an animal.”And?“Animals have that instinct.”You’ve been reading too many fantasy books.“I don’t read fantasy books.”I know. You don’t read anything.“I do too,” the girl argues. “I do have to study for school.”Not hard enough obviously.“This again?”I’m going to bring it up over and over if I have to. We wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for your lack of reading skills.“I read perfectly fine, I’ll have you.