I hoped that meant he approved. “You look in pretty good shape for someone who had his lights punched out,” he observed.I lifted up my shirt. Terr... gasped at the livid red bruise.“You need to go to the hospital,” said Mum.“It’s okay,” I said. “It looks worse than it feels.”Mum didn’t look convinced but she didn’t press the issue. “At least you’ve got tomorrow off, and since you’re grounded you’ll be able to rest,” she said.“About that,” I said. “I need to show you something.” I took out the. I bent rather ungracefully and threw then to him and standing upright again, continuing to hold my short skirt high I watched his eyes focus on my small triangle of flesh, devoid of hair and forming a thin line devoid of delicate curves, my Labia still in their girlish delicate budding state of formation.'Lift your leg up'.His hand held my thong, which he brought up under his nostrils and drank in the airs captured from my young crotch, in the threads of fabric, absorbing what I leaked from my. I walked in and the guy who had been wanking was in there. I had no idea he had gone there! He didn't say anything, just opened a cubicle door and guided me in. Well, I'm a bit of a 'submissive' type (not quite a sissy, but very easily manipulated!) He stood on the toilet and as his (circumcised) cock was in front of my face, I gave him a blow job. Just like that! Took me into the cubicle, and fucked my face. I loved it! Not only that, but for the first time I SWALLOWED as well! He shot his. I also didn't need to wonder why he invited them into our living room. I was even more sure when he said to me sotto voce, "Tell these boys what you’re going to do with your pretty pussy.” I whispered back, "Don't you think they might be able to figure that out by now?” He reiterated stronger this time, “Yeah but don't you think they'd like to hear it from you.” I knew where he was going with this and it got me going there too. So I lifted my head and said to his friends, "When I get home from.