No one really knew why that was. Maybe she'd grow out of it someday. Maybe not.When they were very young, the girls would be over at each other's hous... almost every weekend for sleepovers. They had so much fun... never really fought. I think, mostly, they were just so different, that they were really entertained by each other, and just didn't need to fight. When Keisha was over at our house for a sleepover, Kirsten and I would continue our nightly ritual before bedtime. I'd lay down beside her. “It was a little scary. For a second I thought I was going to fall over because my legs went all weak. It really felt good though!”Mom smiled again. “Baby when you decide you want have sex you will be amazed. Rubbing yourself feels good, but having sex is so much better!”“Mom’s right s*s.” I added. “I’ve been rubbing myself for ages and I thought it was great, but I never knew how much better actual sex really is!”“Well it was kinda obvious you two were enjoying yourselves, so what happens now?. ”She smiled,“Great, then I’ll see you there.”With that she turned away and left before I could voice any objection, not that there was any to begin with. So I followed of course, leaving the locking up to the security guard, I was using my father’s old bike, it was no modern day superbike, but was quite a hit with the more “old school” crowd with the styling and old engine it had. The drink turned into a few and it became quite late before we left the pub, she sure wasn’t very steady on her. I couldn't have stopped if I wanted to. Every time it neared my prostate, the tingling would shoot through me. Every hair on my body stood on end, tingling. Ben saw that I was about to come, he pulled the wand out of my hole. It felt like a hungry mouth, wanting to reach out after it. "Well, we are done with that." I laid on the mattress, face down panting in a pool of pre cum. He slid two fat fingers in me. "Do you want something, Boy Wonder?...Well?" I was defeated, a true disgrace to all.