I look your straight in the eyes as I say "She's soaking wet baby." As I sink one of my fingers into her wet pussy I ask her "Did you like seeing Kell... with my hard cock?" She lets out a moan as she says yes. What was that I couldn't hear you I say as my thumb moves across her clit. YES!!! she almost yells. I pull my hand from her panties and bring it to my mouth. “She tastes almost as good as you do Kelly.” I say with a grin. You watch us feeling your pussy start to get wet. As you watch us. There should never be a stigma attached to such a truth, but it's not an easy subject to dissect.Why tell the child now?Why ever tell the child?Why not tell them sooner?Why not later?And then there's:What happened to my real parents?Where are they?Why won't they see me?Psychologists will expand on any or all of these subjects if you have the time and money.Sophie (born Sofia by a single mother who died in childbirth) could have been told the truth the moment she was old enough to understand;. ”I moved in closer and she took me in her mouth. At first, just kissing and licking the cockhead then greedier taking the entire shaft in her mouth while her fingers, on one hand, played with my balls. The sun was shining down on us, the sky was clear blue and here I was getting my cock sucked by a teen. It was a good day.Her sucking became even more aggressive and her teeth scraped against the skin but I didn’t care, she was a great little cocksucker.She slid a hand down her tights and I could. Despite their warnings and deprecations, undaunted or foolish, our fool advanced foot by foot. "Oh, hurting humans, I am here to help, heal, humor, and hug," Thus, spake the Harlequin, how else but happily?That was the tipping point for those tied to testosterone, but the basso voices tended to diminish due to 'extra-social' distance placed between them and the dim-witted, or sexually threatening court comic. For the he-men, half of the Harlequin's 'h' words heralded only homophobia or hatred,.