Why didn’t you teach me how to cook any breakfast? I only know French toast and omelets, and omelets are for other meals, too.”“I taught you how...to prepare your own bowl of cereal. You think that’s elementary, but it wasn’t when you learned it. But, you’re right, and there were two reasons. One, getting you up in time to eat breakfast was a challenge for most of your life, and you are never going to be a homemaker. I taught you a few meals to impress your boyfriends. Remember in high school, we. One of her girlfriends gasped. "Oh my god, Caitlyn, you're bleeding!" What?" The girl reached up and touched her neck, her fingers coming away crimson and wet. "Whoa, how'd that happen?" So you don't remember exactly what happened with that guy just now?"The girl—Caitlyn—gave Kaeli a curious look. She pondered for a moment, then said, "Not really, it's all kind of blurry." You're gonna have to come with me." What? Why?"Kaeli quickly took her by the arm and pulled her to her feet. "Just trust. He groans with pleasure and I start licking up and down his shaft and around the huge head of his cock. He gasps as I flick the fold of skin at the end of his foreskin with my tongue. I peel his foreskin back and lightly touch it with my tongue. He tenses up because of the sensitivity of the head, I tell him to close his eyes and relax, and his body immediately goes limp with the exception of his hard-on. I instruct him to breathe deeply to maximize relaxation. I take the whole thing in my. ”“What do you want to know?”“Was she soft? Was she smooth?”“Of course she was.”This was a little weird. Why doesn’t she know what a bare breast feels like?“Did you feel her nipples? Were they hard?”“Sure they were. Don’t yours ever get hard?”Silence. I knew they did. I’d seen them.“Sometimes. Did you like feeling her up?”“Sam, what’s the deal? Why are you asking me this?”Sam had her eyes closed. She squirmed a little, and I saw her squeeze her bottom cheeks together.“It got me excited.”This was.