"Thanksfor a perfect birthday celebration Mom," I told her solemnly.From out of nowhere she blurted out, "You know Joan, if you and Sam aregoing to ha...e sex, you should be using protection. You are doing that,aren't you?" OK, I was trapped by her questions. I could simply interprether questions as being facetious, or I could grant her the respect thatshe was due and answer honestly."I'm sorry Mom," I said in my own cryptic fashion. What was I sorry for?For having sex with Sam? For not using. Once he finishes washing her hair out Mark wraps his arms around Beth as they sit there under the hot stream of water holding on to one another caressing and kissing each other. Mark runs his hands through Beth’s hair pulling her closer to him and deepening their kiss showing her all the passion he feels for her that it takes her breath away. Beth turns to face Mark and wraps her arms around his neck and returns his kisses with just as much passion. Mark’s arm wraps around her waist pulling. With mouths sucking my clit and fingers in my pussy and ass hole, I was streaming from my cunt. As the fingers pressed on my g spot I couldn’t bear it anymore. I relaxed and felt liquid squirting out of my pussy. If the guy sucking me was surprised he didn’t show it. I could see his mouth open as he drank the juice. The fingers pressed me more and I squirted more. Suddenly without warning the guy in front whose dick was shoved deep into my throat placed his hands under my armpit and lifted me.. “Tasha is, as she says, still pure, and that will remain true until such time as it would be appropriate for it not to be!”“Natasha,” Matushka Alexandra said gently, “your sister says otherwise.”“And how she would know anything about it?” Tasha demanded angrily. “As if I would somehow invite her to watch? Or tell her I had done such a thing, which I have not!”“«Не будьте некультурными»!” her mother replied firmly.“But Mother, who is being «некультурный»? Me? Or Sasha with her baseless.