But the more he watched her, the more different she was compared to his love. She was fiery, courageous, brave and headstrong. There was sadness in he... too; she had suffered a great loss. And there was something else about her he couldn’t quite identify. She was… different than other humans. There was magic in her veins. She had power, and she didn’t even realise it. It had been a whole week since he had been with her at the bar and grill. Of course, it was a whole week for her, he had returned. “Oh yeah not bad”. Was the response.There was a long silence until one of the boys asked if they could play with Buffy to which Andy confirmed. The older boy, and still turned on boy soon learned the names of these two hot young boys as Declan and James who were both just 10 years old and were cousins. Declan lived at the house from which they just came from whilst James lived a few streets away. Declan seemed to be the more confident out of the cousins wearing a football t shirt with black. Suddenly he took both fingers from her and began working the area just above her clitoris with gentle, rhythmic caresses that made her scream in pleasure. Moving down to cover its length and circle the small knob of hard flesh, he moved his middle finger higher up to grasp its hood. Then he opened her inner folds with a separating sweep of his second and fourth fingers, holding them apart as he slid his middle finger firmly over her clit, a gesture he quickly learned she adored because she. We never got together during the week but nearly everyday at school Nancy would give us a peek at her panties underneath her skirt; sometimes even doing it when other kids were around. When that happened I could see her face flush and her breathing get quicker. It began to dawn on me that Nancy was an exhibitionist.That Friday night Nancy danced and did a strip for us and we each fucked her for the first time. The first time we did it I laid her on the floor and just raised her skirt and pulled.