I must have looked so stupid to her as I jumped off the sofa and crawled over to her. But I didn't care because I was going to get one of my little pe...verted fantasies fulfilled. Although she was only about ten foot away from where I had been sitting, the crawl over to her seemed like miles as I felt every fiber of the carpet press into my palms. When I was about two feet away from her I stopped because I was unsure of how close I should get, plus I was also waiting for her to burst out. A pwetty bow at the neck... a girls'dwess. I want to kiss it, Miss Forceman. Oh please...pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!"Alison couldn't stop giggling as he dangled in the lap of her stockings.She nodded to Lucinda, who eased the dress stand closer, bringingsqueaks and whimpers from her sissy, until the skirt of the little dresstouched his panting penis, softly frolled against it, and pressed intothe underside of his thighs. She arranged it carefully around his penis,so that his knob pressed into the. She loved to kiss and be kissed. The more we kissed, the more she would rock back and forth, my cock pressing against her pubic area. “Do you think you could put it in me?” Fernanda asked. “Sure,” I replied. I was in new territory. I was a still a virgin, but didn’t want to admit it. I had gotten hand jobs and I had gone down on a girl, but full on intercourse was not something I had ever experienced. Fernanda silently stood up and stripped out of her running shorts and then she took off her. I was 11 at the time and hadn't even known she was sick. I found out later that she had a rare form of Ovarian Cancer that was only detected when she only had weeks to live with no hope of cure, or even treatment." Things changed at home after my mom died. My dad and I were both sad for a while but gradually got through the depression and went on with our lives. I thought I still had my dad and as long as we were together, I would try to be happy and cheerful for him. I loved my dad, he was all.