I was hot for Edgar, but was he hot for me? After paying for dinner my beaux and I left and all I could think about was Edgar. I wanted to dismiss my ...eaux, but he insisted that I would not sleep alone and we were back in my room fucking hot, wet and wild. I thought about nothing except for Edgar, made me have multiple orgasm. I wanted him there more than anything. I wanted to get down on him and suck and play with his balls and run my fingers through his luscious black hair as he was enjoying. That night we all decided on Rook.After playing cards for a while, Mom and Dad got up to get ready for bed. David and I put the card-table and chairs away and sat down to listen to the music from the TV for about half-an-hour before we too went upstairs to bed.I went in to take a shower and David joined me where we bathed each other. We had started this while visiting Mom’s friend, so we continued doing so when we returned home. This had become our way of being together to hug, kiss, touch, and. "Of course you can darling, is there anything else you want while we're here?"He shakes his head at me and grins cheekily.Behind the counter the assistant doesn't see his hand slip underneath the hem of my skirt and certainly doesn't see his fingers stroking the naked flesh of my thighs above my stockings."No I don't think so thank you mummy"I part my legs slightly and smile as he worms a finger under my panties, it slides up in between the lips of my cunt and a small gasp escapes from my. " I know," I replied. "My folks call me Patti, and the only friend I had used to call me Pete." That's cool!" she said. "Do you mind if I call you Pete?" For a shy girl, she was fairly brimming with words. I mentioned this to her. She sighed and slumped a bit in her chair."I usually am very shy," she said. "I don't turn 14 until the end of the month. Most of the kids at the last school I was at ignored me because learning comes so easy to me. I can tell you a dozen different ways to say.