Her legs slowly parting to allow easy access, Sharon’s fingers working passed the gusset and into the blonde down that covered her pink wet pussy li...s. My hand now tightening on my own shaft pulling up and down.Sharon rubbing and probing Christine’s wet and now willing pussy. Christine pushing herself deeper onto Sharon’s fingers moaning and crying at the same time juices now running onto Sharon’s fingers, she then takes out the fingers and slowly slides them into her mouth to savour the taste. It's true isn't it? Hungry people wish for food. Poor people wish for wealth. If everyone got what they wished for, how much more happiness would be in the world. Yeah, I use to think that. But I was wrong. I never really understood the nature of a wish. A wish states two things. I want what I wish for and what I have isn't good enough for me. That's the nature of a wish. The nature of a wish is inherently greedy, selfish, and evil. And that nature was about to bite me in the ass. Let me. Everybody said I seemed older, but everybody was wrong, I was exactly what I was ... A 14 year old kid trying to grow up too fast. But knowing that didn't help, it just made it worse. I felt like I was going to have another one of those panic attacks and I really prayed I wouldn't. I didn't want to be curled up crying and passed out or something, not there, not with Jane and Sherry around.I kissed Jane hard, taking her by surprise I think, since she had been watching the thoughts play across my. I heard my cum splatter on the wood. My body convulsed as the final shot of cum lunged out of me. I pulled off her dick and tucked it back into her panties. Then I put up mine and got back into the seat very quickly. “Your cum dry” I said smiling at Jen. She gave me that smile I never get tired of. “Damn bitch, your a cum slut.” I wanted to tell her that I was her cum slut. That I would suck her dry every day if she wanted me to but that would be sounding like some love struck idiot. So I just.