We were raised to be open minded but weren’t as liberal as some of our friends. Because I was a swimmer, I didn’t get involved in a lot of the stu...f a lot of high school kids got into (when you have to show up and swim several miles starting at 4:30 in the morning you don’t stay out as late as you might otherwise). I’ll try and show how this is important to my story as we move closer to that life-changing party! Well, I tell you I loved New York. It was the late-80s and I was pursuing my dream. Jacob was incensed; of course Jill would trick Cassie and him into another group fuck. He had come to check on Cassie after Jill called claiming Cassie was ill. Jacob looked a Cassie’s innocent expression, her naked body, a stark contrast to the Jill’s. Jacob had given into temptation once. He couldn’t let Cassie be corrupted by Jill any longer. He grabbed Cassie’s hand to pull the vibrator out of her. “No”, protested Jill. “Cassie, my love, come over here on your bed”, Jacob instructed. "I. Her vulva turned bright orange. There was no question she wanted it. As in a dream, I lowered myself and pushed my knob against her little girl tunnel."Eeeww!" said the older one to the younger. "You really want that?" Oh," I said, pausing. It was always good to double and triple check. "Do you?" Yeah, I do, oh please, sir, inside? Shove it inside!"The prospect of getting my cock up a little girl's cunt was suddenly incredibly exciting -- I realized that deep down it always had been, though. God, what was I doing? I used to be such a nice girl, and here I was standing in a bath about to pee my pants in front of a woman getting ready to masturbate.I shut my eyes and tried to relax my muscles, thinking of waterfalls and fountains. I could feel the pee starting to well up in my bladder. It felt odd, getting ready to pee when I still had my panties on; instinctively my body seemed to be trying to resist. But oddly, as I thought of the pee spreading across the front of my pants and.