Miss Sharpe could see it too. “Fuck, Annie, that is so rude,” she said. “Do you want to see Mick come on my face now? Do you want to see his spu...k running all over me?”“Oh yes, yes,” I gasped, and put my fingers into my soaking hole and began excitedly frigging myself at the thought. Gobbets of gooey cream were squishing out over my pussy. Miss Sharpe put her hand out and I let her slip a finger in too, next to mine. I wrapped one of my fingers around hers, actually inside my vagina. God – what. Rachaelsaid that "I'm depressed?" This was real, maybe. Steven said that I'msure that it feels real but it's not. She asked him "If the memories ofvisiting China were real or just a fantasy? " Steven said "That's totalfantasy since you have never been to China before." He kissed her on mylips and squeezed me. He said that "I have another meeting which I'mmissing now. Can you get this filled today? She said, "Yes." He kissedher again. She went to internal pharmacy in the hospital and. Right as I asked he calmed and looked at me oddly but with a smile he scooted away from the crayons and kept smiling, not using my mind at the time to think twice I grabbed the crayons and passed them out to the kids which got a smile from Sally. The same hoarding kid never touched the crayons again almost to the extent of avoiding them after that day oddly enough.The next major time was in junior high in 8th grade. Jessica, a girl I had known since the 5th grade, had a crush on me and with the. He explored my neck and shoulder while his left hand groped my breasts, squeezing and releasing in a slow, purposeful rhythm.“Mom… uhhh, mom… mommy,” he murmured between kisses, shallowly pushing his hard, slippery cock into me.“I’m here, baby boy,” I said softly, turning my head to the side as he planted a deep, passionate, desperate kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes and lightly touched his cheek as our lips danced slowly with each other’s.“Mmmmm… mmmm,” I moaned in between kisses.I reached up.