Then, just as it appeared that she missed it, she swiveled, stuck out herother hand and managed to grab its stem.Lois stared at the leaf. The only th...ng unusual about it had been that itwas catchable. "It ought to be good luck," she mused, "considering howhard it was to catch." Then she felt a little guilty. There was no placewithin the tenets of her faith for good luck charms. Guilt was quicklyreplaced by feeling silly. She was the one who invented the game and thesupposed good luck. She pulled off her little panties and crawled up onto me. Her soft thighs hugged my body snugly as she wriggled her hips back and forth lining my standing cock with her pussy. She arched her back and placed her palms down on my chest. With that motion it was all it took, and the head of my cock slid into her warm very wet pussy. She let out a bit of a “Hmmmm” but it sounded like a grown or a guttural noise. Like a noise that I would have made. She started bouncing up and down for a few strokes.. Shequickly rose to top her class in both physical andmental tasks, having become the favorite fuck partnerof every adolescent male and most of the girls aswell, for PLUNS, she quickly learned, did not onlyserve men. She graduated in three years having enjoyedseveral of her younger masters and was admitted to theAcademy at once after having laid a congressmen andall his male staff members one sunny afternoon.The thirteen-year-old beauty seduced two instructorsand four cadet officers in her plebe. She was devastating . Tall, blonde with a self-confidence that was apparent from Minute One, she got on my good side real early. She took good care of Daddy, he started losing weight, she always asked about my day. She hated my dating habits though. She told me, in no uncertain times, the guys I dated were shits that didn’t deserve me. I got my hackles up over that, and Daddy bitched about my tight minis and heels, but once Kirsten started borrowing a few of my naughtier minis, he stopped.