There's nothing lascivious about them, but I can see the yearning in his eyes. He wants us to be together... as a couple. And what's tearing me apart ...s that a part of me wants it too. I miss him at my breast. I miss his touch. Some part of me actually wants to give myself to him... to bring it back the way it used to be." With a nine year old boy?" I know. It's all so crazy. I think I'm going out of my mind." Look, Jessica, what if I were to have a talk with him? Maybe I could make him see how. I played with her labia and she seemed to enjoy the right side of her clit, along the hood, the most. I enjoyed touching her and watching her react for a minute or so. Her fragrance came to me after a bit, her anticipation rising to waft through my nostrils. The urge to taste her filled me and I knelt down and took her in my mouth. Her flavor washed into over my tongue, musky and strong. I licked from bottom to top, lapping at her as she shuddered and made soft cooing sounds. "Ohhhhh,. I was the youngest. My sisters were 5, 4 and 2 years older than me. Being the youngest I had to do as my older sisters told me, including being dressed up as a dolly to play with when I was 4. When the oldest started wearing make up at 11, I was used for practice by all three of them, so I learned how to apply it myself. When the oldest graduated from high school and went into the Army I was the same size as my youngest sister and took to trying on her clothes. The feel of her bra’s & panties. “So turned on, Eb.”My heart skipped a beat at the sight of his tented shorts. I laughed too, trying to disperse some of the thick tension. God, I wanted him so badly right now. Way more than ever before. My mouth was literally watering. I pressed my thighs together again and cracked my neck.“When was the last time you got laid?” My voice was husky.“Three months.” Jason rolled on his side to face me and his fingers brushed my neck as he moved my hair over my shoulders. I shivered in delight..