” I never failed to give her more, either.Once her pussy was puffy, pink and soaking wet, I’d slowly push a 14” long by 4” around dildo into ...er. She had gone shopping one day and had chosen it herself, so I knew she liked it. Actually, when she first got it she showed me how much she liked it by fucking herself with it on her couch, while I sat and watched and jerked off until I shot onto her pussy. When my first splat of cum hit her clit she shuddered to orgasm. Oh yeah, she liked that. The boys had even taken to giving me a hug and kiss in the morning, which is something they had not done since before they turned into teenager brats and told me it was too yucky.Yes, I thought about joining the boys again, but they had Carol to take care of them now, and I did not want to intrude. Taking care of myself was nothing new when we were at the dig. Besides, which would a 19 and 21-year-old guy prefer. A 23-year-old girl or a 48-year-old lady that put on a few pounds after having. Being the only female member of our little gang I jealously guarded that privilege with clandestine kisses and intimate touching, each boy I engaged with promised to keep our secret, so masturbating them became my hobby and massaging their semen into my small breasts was the stuff other girls could only image and dream off.One day we had a competition for the fastest swimmer diving off the bridge and swimming to the raft could have some quality time with me, by then I was truly interested in. The straining hard-on was standing alert as she lightly stroked the length. Her eyes glittered and she stared at it intently. "I've never seen one this close before," she confided. "My, erm, first time was, like, all fumbling in the dark and stuff."Disappointed in a way to learn that, though in another way I was relieved. "He was just a boy in my class," she explained. "Big mistake."Just a boy, the words spoke for themselves. "He barely lasted three seconds before shooting off, and kind of ran.