.. as if he had a sixth sense for what sweet little Leah may be doing?Young teen girls like Leah are at an indecisive time in their lives, going from ...laying with dolls to discovering their doll power, to trying the experience of testing out their new found sexual urges. It is a fine time, and a rite of passage. They all have those urges and pre-hormonal zest sooner or later. They are just unsure what to do with it. So they long for a guiding hand. An experienced patient person is what young. Then we tried fucking missionary and that was fun.Then we got on the floor and tried ass to ass and that was fucking amazing. I loved it. I kept pushing my ass back, feeling it sliding inside me, going in deeper and deeper until it couldn't go in any further and it began to go into Maddy. I kept wishing we had bought a smaller one so I could feel our asses come together with it completely inside both of us but that wasn't possible with the monster we had bought.Maddy couldn't reach it and hold. The delicious sensations only making her want more. He stood and pushed her back wards, turning her and making her bend over the bed. Her arms outstretched and legs apart as he pushed her down. Her backside held high. Once again he stroked her welts making her flinch, still sore. He reached his hands to her hair and lifted it, sliding something over her head; a blindfold. Her eyes covered now, the velvet material blocking out all light. Her breathing became faster her pulse raced. She felt his. Meg’s dress was green satin and white lace, a crown made out of Christmas flowers, her long brown hair flowing down her back. Austin stood next to his brother Josh dressed in black matching tuxedos, shiny black dress shoes, bow ties and white dress shirts. Their black hair did not have one strand out of place. The wedding march begins to play from the organ that carries the music throughout the cathedral and into the street. Meg ambles slowly down the aisle before Shelly and her father, Austin.