Slowly, Rebecca began rubbing herself. A light tingling feeling ran all the way up and down her body. She rubbed her aching pussy fast in circular mot...ons, slowly inserting one, then two, then three fingers. She rubbed faster and faster, beginning to sweat as she worked towards her climax. She could smell a sweet, musky, unmistakable odor in the room. The smell of sex. She bit down on her lips to keep back the earth-shattering moan that came with her orgasm. She squirted her girl-cum all over. She was out of her clothes in an instant, right there in the kitchen, and I had to admit I did appreciate her budding figure. She was an athlete, not tall and wiry, but very fit, with the legs of a soccer player and a maturing body. Her boobs were beginning to swell, already rivaling mine, softly rounded, tipped with small brown nipples. Her body, where her swim suit covered it, was very pale, compared to the coppery tone of the rest of her. A few wisps of black hair graced her pubes with its. Before I could reply, my body got moved to the bed, and my trousers underpants flew off my body.As Mike commenced his oral onslaught on my genitals, I began to gasp and groan.“I’ve always loved the key of G,” he announced with a chuckle. With my limited technical understanding of music, I just let my moans answer his musical tongue, lips, and mouth, as they lead me toward a harmonious paradise.After a sixty-nine extravaganza with him, Mike turned his attention to my backside and commenced. “Mister Sam took me to Macy’s to shop for me and him,” Chastity injected. “It’s only a few blocks from here, and I’ve never had nice clothes before.”“No funeral services – yet,” Sam continued. “Sarah’s ashes are in a nice urn in my room. She wanted you and Chastity to take her back to a special place. Said you’d know the spot.”God help me; I blushed. Chastity stared, and when it dawned, she giggled and squeezed my hand. “That spot, right?” she asked, and I nodded. “That will be a good thing, a.