I can't reach it or I would.!"I jumped up and laid on the bed."Now?"He laughed but I had him. "You're something, you know that?"His lips felt soft and...gentle and loving. He kissed little kisses all the way across my crease and I lay there in ecstasy."Rub a little more; it still stings, Mark." He did as I asked. It was clear that using his name made it not only erotic, but very intimate, though I did not at that time, the true meaning of the word. I knew what the feeling was, though."Pull my. It was somewhat late, around midnight, but we were both sitting on the couch, just kinda shooting the shit, waiting for her parents to get home. Normal stuff, like which teacher we hated the most, how we think we did on the biology test. Normal, 16 year old bullshit. The conversation started to get a bit boring, and as we struggled for things to say, Tara finally got a small sparkle in her eye that I knew meant something was up. “Hey, you wanna play some truth or dare? Help the time pass?”. Juices poured into Kristen's mouth as she licked frantically, knowing that her own fulfillment was near at hand.Finally Red's death grip on Kristen's hair loosened and her body relaxed. She allowed Kristen to come out of her muff, Kristen was gasping for breath."Good," purred Red, "That was very good." She sat up, "Now come here."Eagerly, Kristen climbed onto Red's lap again, her legs wrapping around Red's body. Red pushed three fingers into Kristen's needy pussy, biting down on Kristen's hard. When the curlers were removed, his hair hung in long fat curls, whichthe stylist separated and brushed out and created thickness that hedidn't think was possible. Then, she pulled sections of his hair up andpinned them into, what looked like, careless ringlets that were pinnedto the back of his head. When all of his hair had been pinned in thismanner, it created a bounteous puff of delicately constructed,beautifully interwoven strands of dark, brunette hair. It was luxuriouswithout being overly.