" Emily seemed to gulp. "My boobies are finally starting to grow. They've been for a long time. It's only really noticeable now. I was wondering...wha... they're going to look like when I'm older." "What exactly are you asking..." Diana asked suspiciously. "Can I see yours? Imeanwithyourbrastill-oof!" "You little perv!" Diana said, hitting Emily with a pillow. "You don't say things like that. Especially to your own sister." With that she bopped Emily on the head with her knuckles. . I could see my mother and sister returning illuminated by the setting sum, bathed in a reddish glow, as I sat up on the towel, feeling between my legs, where the nice feeling persisted, making me want to touch myself.The dampness made me wonder if I had peed myself, but the sensitivity and the oiliness, was an awakening I have never forgotten, as I felt around, my lubricity and easy insertion as I lay open, down there.I drank my coke and ate my ice cream, all the time squeezing myself down. "But on a more sensitive topic, Rachel hon, will you tell my friends here what you like?" Molly Anne moved to Rachel, and pulled her into her arms, turning her so she hugged her around the front. Her hands cupped Rachel's breast, and triggered a happy sigh before Rachel began to talk."I'm still exploring, but here are a few things. I'm submissive. Nothing extreme, but I like erotic pain and feeling forced -- well, out of control. I'm very anal. Obviously, nobody wants to damage me back there,. We both smiled, happy that we were able to communicate without worrying about being misunderstood. It's one of the milestones in a relationship, when you quit trying to over-explain how you feel and just trust the other person to understand.This time I didn't play keep-the-cock and Bud was able to pull out of me with a moderate amount of effort, but there was still a loud pop when the head came free. I used my hand to hold my pussy shut so the bed would not be flooded with cum and I scooted off.