She licks my clit lightly, quickly intensely. She puts her long tongue up my cunt. She takes it out, then licks my clit light and fast again. She does...this pattern five times.She tells me she is going to stick her little finger up my tight ass-hole and that I will come with her finger up my ass.She know's how rarely I let my shit-hole get invaded. She pushes my legs back further so my ass hole is fully exposed.Only I know how far apart my legs go. Only I know how far apart I can stretch my. .. There were at least three adults though, and the messages seemed to indicate more, maybe as much as half and half. From the code names mentioned, there were at least 18 of them, although it sounded like as many as six were not directly involved, plus the two on the roof. He knew there was another one on the roof, although he had not seen him or her. There seemed to be some problems with one of the adults, too. He wondered if her fellow agents recognized the symptoms of PTSD.Ten minutes. From out of his desk drawer, he slipped on a pair of sneakers and brushedthe last remains of ice and snow off his jeans. As he brushed himself free of ice and snow, Frankie felt an internal rushof pleasure. He felt so good about himself; He was hiding his growingtruth from the world. No one could see inside his baggy jeans. Other thana few people, no one knew about his secret life. The hormones werechanging his overall body fat distribution. He was changing. He wasbecoming more of a woman. He. The thought made me wet, and as I jogged without panties, I was interested in having sex, the further away from the relative safety of home, the hornier I felt, two thin layers of clothing clinging to my form, I was a fuck machine, looking for a cock, and one was sitting as I approached, a secluded tree lined knoll, I felt a sudden rush from my pussy, he was watching me as I got nearer, my nipples were bursting and my shorts exhibiting my 'Camel Toe', clearly showed a young girl in need, and I.