I could see her freckles pronounced across her face. She just stared at me as she pushed her hand into my shorts. I leaned in, pulled her to me, and w... kissed. It lasted a long time. My dick got hard.I was moving my hands around her back, up and down her spine, and around her neck. And I stopped. "Are you sure you're okay with this? I mean, we've done a lot of stuff already. I just want you to know that this isn't what I want out of you. Not just this," I said.Caitlin answered by standing up.. She'd been untrue! She'd let some foul male of her kind get into her. Even if it was just one little squirt, he had accomplished what my body was instinctively but vainly trying to do with such passion several times each day.My dear, sweet Connie had done something to make me angry -- very angry."But..." I sputtered. "I thought you'd never seen a gurley man!" Oh, no, I haven't!" Then how did it happen?" I sneered, quivering with rage. "Did he just happen to take you from behind when you weren't. With a wicked glint in his eyes, flicking my clit hard with the tip of his tongue. "Does Mistress like?" he asks. I nod. "Mistress loves" The way he calls me Mistress has my insides melting. His voice, his face, his body, everything about him is so sexy. My hearts pounding, my legs are shaking, and my breaths heaving; I am so turned on I think I might ignite. "Mistress has a beautiful pussy," he growls sexily. Oh, god! “Keep calling me Mistress, it’s so fucking hot, I’m going to melt any. "What are you talking about, Jed?"He looked at her surprised, pale-blue eyes. "Why, you remember last night, when you was eaten out by that boy Hanson. I was hidin' in the bushes and saw everything. I knew you was drunk or something by the way you carried on. He got you drunk, didn't he? So he could do that to you."With a little gasp of anger, Billie turned to stare out the side window, but she was sure her face was crimson."Don't worry 'bout it none, though," Jed giggled shrilly. "If you just.