I repeat the process 4 more times.Finally done exhausted but still slightly frustrated I lick clean my vibrator and can't help but wonder, would he ca...e that I cum for him that my knees are weakened and sheets drenched. Would it even matter? The perverted sex dreams of a 17 1/2 year old can't be that big of a deal. Right?I go to bed still dreaming of him and everything about him.I turned 18 three days ago. Big deal right. So anyways I got super drunk and stoned at this party last night and. ..”“...And go nowhere,” she added tonelessly. We both cackled again. That's how we were, close as twins.“Seriously,” I said, “This place is all so squeaky clean and organised and wholesome. No one says fuck, the teachers are all virgins...”“...And even the school pets haven't got a single pair of balls between them,” she said.“And that, my girl, is what our fat cat daddies pay the Lady Lassar Academy thirty grand a year for,” I said.“Whatever,” Charlotte yawned.“You're just a spoilt bitch,” I. So we had breakfast, but I somehow made the excuse that it was about time that Kathy went up to London with Peter to see exactly what went on at the interviews. Penny agreed and so that’s what happened. Dawn was upstairs with Ann when they departed and I soon was able to scuttle off into the other apartment where Penny lived. I found her in the bedroom and when she saw me, she came straight over with her arms open. Well, the sight of her lovely breasts moving so invitingly, I couldn’t resist. ”“No I don’t.” Her tone had changed and was more playful now.“Oh, I think you do.” “Don’t you like to suck cock?” “Are you one of those girls who’s scared of cocks?”“No I am NOT!” “I like it.”“I bet you’re one of those girls who thinks she’s good at blow jobs but only sucks a guy til he’s hard and ready to fuck..”She was pissed off now. She was caught between telling me I was right and confessing to be a slut. I loved it. So I continued…“Anyway, I also bet that you’re a cum dodger and you got.