When we went in, I whispered to her to ask for relief, and to pick me. Miss Lily (her first name, but since she was African-American and from the Sout..., this was the way she preferred it) grinned at us, and asked if either of us needed relief. We both indicated we did, and requested mutual relief. Sherry looked at me questioningly, and I told her to trust me. I took the proffered towel, folded it up, and knelt on it in front of Sherry. I had her slide her butt out to the very edge of the seat,. I sighed too, because I missed her pussy so much.We fucked slowly and gently, and to our surprise, it didn't affect the clit hood piercing at all. My girlfriend's pussy tightened and I felt her cum all over my cock as her back arched and her nipples stiffened. Pretty soon, my cock began to feel electric and I shot a big load of cum into her.Well a couple of weeks later, the clit hood piercing was all healed. We made a special date for a Saturday night. She put a new silver hoop with a tiny blue. "I don't know if I'll even make the team. I'll know within a week whether I made it or not." Left unsaid, of course, was what would happen if I actually did make the team."Why is this so important to you, anyhow?" she snapped. "It's just a stupid game."All I could do was sigh in frustration. At this point, she had just about stretched my patience to the limit."If you wanted to pursue an activity that was important to you," I told her pointedly, "I would try my best to understand, and if I had a. She didn't have to explain that either. Silently they stripped, watching each other. Debbie lay down first, adjusting her position so the towel was where she wanted it. Then she looked up at her brother.Perhaps his unconscious mind noticed the similarity of her place on the bed, and her welcome for him to join her, to what they had peeked at in the old house next door. No doubt seeing the sex act he had always heard of, but had not been able to envision in his mind clearly, affected him..