I test the waters delicately, brushing my fingers up your thigh. “If you let it out, we can do something about that.” I lick my cherry lips.You un...ip.I reach in and you feel my nails and thin fingers through your underwear. It’s just like a woman is touching you. Possibly slightly firmer. Such a soft touch of my fingers to your cock as our flesh makes first contact, it convinces you. You close your eyes and warmth and wetness, soft lips and the inside of my mouth are all over your dick. Your. Wow, people really do this stuff? haha. Look at this girl, shes got a banana in her butt. Im sure that feels GREAT haha Kat went on, while all Cindy could think was, yeah, that probably would feel good. Sure looks like it does anyways…. At least all the girls in this magazine shave. It would be gross if they were all hairy and stuff Yeah for sure. Hairy vagina, no good replied Cindy hahahhaha. Yeah, or even worse, hair ASS! Kat laughed pointing at a picture of a girls clean, hairless asshole. But I took a deep breath, grabbed the bottles and headed over. The changing room door was shut. I knocked and heard a shout, “Come in.” I swung the door open - and I had fallen for it, the oldest trick in the book for rugby guys. I was surrounded by cock, more cock, and bulging muscles everywhere. I was in shock and, blushing, I looked around the room of hot guys and big dicks looking for someone to accept the bottles. My gaze focused on Paul. He was sensational. I had never thought of him. She squeezes the life out of me for the last time. Honestly, I don't mind my mother being overbearing. I feel kind of like how I felt when she dropped me off a Pre-K for the first time. Scared and nervous. I'm grown now, though. I don't need anyone to hold my hand anymore. "Okay, I'll see you later, Rain," Brian says in my ear. "Stay away from these horny little boys around here, too." "Oh, trust me dad, you don't have to tell me," I say chuckling. Then they left. I was a little nervous about.