“Yes. I can definitely handle that.” Dave replied, slowly kissing the nape of Helen’s neck.“Why is that? Have you had naughty thoughts about m...?” Helen asked with a knowing smirk.“Yes. Yes, I have. I’ve imagined you giving guys blow jobs in front of me, forcing me to suck their cocks with you, making me watch you get fucked and then forcing me to clean up your pussy afterwards,” a slightly embarrassed Dave whispered in Helen’s ear.“Oh, you naughty boy! I love it! See, being honest with each. " he reached down and picked her up pulling her out into the hallway and into his room.She was suddenly aware of how she had go clothes on and she felt herself flush and her pussy become wet. He sat her down on his bed and looked at her tear streaked face in concern. "Are you ok? What happened? Did something startle you? Where does it hurt?" he hurled questions at her like crazy and she answered each, mumbling slightly."I'm fine. I just, I slipped. No nothing startled me. My ankle. But it's not. The school yard is a miasma of churning competition andemotions, but at the end of the day these will only last you years if youhave been a good person at heart. Those others will just go off andfollow someone else whose got more force of personality or prettier thanyou and live a hollow existence. Is that really what you want?" I thought I did," Lauren said, still chewing her hair."Hopefully now you know differently. I have set you on a new path nowthough, should you wish to take it." Lauren. “Now grab a handful and squeeze.” He did as he was told, she started to moan. “Oh yeah, really play with them rub your hands all over them.” He grabbed her nipple and twirled it between his fingers with intrigue. “Pull on it softly,” she whispered, “then pinch it hard, then soft again, that really gets me going.” Derek followed her instruction. “Umm,” she moaned. “I think you’re ready for a real taste now.” Derek dove in eagerly, swallowing her tit and sucking on it like a baby. “Slow down,.