So I got up on my knees between her legs. Tammy picked her legs up a little with her knees bent so that they were touching my hips. She helped me aim ...y cock at her hole and then she told me to push it in. I expected Tammy to cry when I did that but she just laughed at me. She said that our mothers had put bigger things in her cunt than my cock. Wow bigger things like what. Then Tammy told me about dildos, vibrators, and butt plugs. My mother was the one to break Tammy’s hymen on her thirteenth. You still live here with your parents. It'd be one thing if you were on your own and could visit me or I could visit you. But the only way that's going to happen is if you can get away and I don't know how you could do that."She said, "Well, maybe I can tell my parents I'm staying over at a friend's some weekend and drive up to see you."I shook my head. "Stacia, that's the oldest trick in the book. You tell them that and even if you can get your friend to cooperate, your parents will find out. She didn’t come back out and I didn’t see her for two days – Mrs. Strickland served me, and kept shooting me wordless looks that I couldn’t decrypt.On the third day, a different girl was there, a little brighter, and her hair was tied up in a light blue gold-edged ribbon.“That ribbon looks perfect on you, Jenny.”She gave a weak, pallid smile. It was hesitant, but it was the first smile I’d seen on her.After that, every day got better. Mark conspired with me – and against me in a way. His plan. I want to cum all over that big white cock some more." I told him as I grunted from each drive of his pole. He rolled me onto my side and began to scissor fuck me as he held my leg up to the ceiling of the car and slid between my legs. I got to watch his 8 inch, stiff prick sink in and out of me in my position and I rubbed my clit while he fucked me, licking my fingers every now and then to keep my fingers wet as I massaged my swollen little man. I couldn't believe he was still fucking me, we.