Standing there reaching for it she suddenly thought how silly it would be if this were not Mrs. Morgan on the phone but perhaps her own parents - and ...hat, then, if Mrs. Morgan came walking through the door and found the teen girl naked in her kitchen, her makeup smeared, her hair all askew, her skin sheened with sweat and her body emitting the odor of sex?Fortunately, it was Mrs. Morgan on the phone. "Oh, hello Amy," the woman said, her tone sounding only mildly surprised, "isn't it late for. This present session, we were only two recruits [Edgar and myself]. We had already completed 2 years of learning. Our aldermen had trained us good for what they considered fit and now having more free time without a schedule, I and Edgar were around each other most of the time; being horny all the times and thinking to try the new things learnt with one another. One day, almost noon time, when we knew that the senior men were away, we indulged and Edgar took the first turn to suck me off. What. Amy introduced me to one of her friends last night and..." Which friend," I asked, a tinge of curiosity in my voice."Joyce," Kevin replied."Do you mean Joyce McDermott," I asked thinking of Amy's friend with the pierced tongue."I never found out her last name," Kevin said, clearly uneasy about that fact.I tried to picture Joyce McDermott in my head, and all I could think about was how much it must have hurt to get a pierced tongue. Finally I asked, "Was she taller than me with dark hair and a. I bucked on the bed. It creaked beneath us. Her breasts rubbed into my stomach. My nipples ached against her belly. My tongue danced across her twat. We loved each other. Feasted on each other.Then we collapsed into panting delight. I felt amazing, buzzing from the enthusiasm of her licking. Making love to a teenager was always such a joy. I turned around and pressed into the girl’s body. My breasts rubbed into her form.I kissed her. I tasted my own tart delight, a stronger flavor than hers..