Her head rolled from side to side asshe made small, cooing sounds.He felt the pressure build in him. Build and _build_, and he would doanything to st...p what he _knew_ was going to happen. The line-up of the1969 New York Mets, the twelve times tables; they held the pressure back.But not forever. He grunted like the great brown bear he'd once seen ina circus and felt what must have been _gallons_ of his male essence intoher.His release set off hers. She screamed and her fingers clawed at. Do you think I'm a very horny girl?This is like starving yourself for a great meal then looking at the food through a glass window. I've even started looking at my little brother, Jordan.No, I don't hate my brother or anything, it's just that when he was younger, he could be such a pain in the ass. In fact, the funny thing is that my friend, Haley, and my brother, Jordan, once played "Doctor." I didn't know about it at the time, Haley told me about a week ago but I guess they got their clothes. On our way to the car I said en passant "Isaid I'm a boy and doc didn't complain."Jaci glared at me suspiciously. "So what?" Dad and I are two boys here. Boys sit in the front and you'll sit withother girls." WHAT? I'm older and I'll sit..." GIRLS!" Jack, sorry, dad interrupted us. "You both sit in the back."Once dad said who would complain. I sat at one side and Jaci at anotherand nana sat in the middle. We didn't talk till we got home. We, I meanJaci and I. Adults talked. They didn't say. I spread my legs a little wider, allowing my dress to rise up nearly to my crotch.Eventually, his fingers got there. Eddie slid a finger under the elastic of my undergarment, ran it through the hair above my sex and down along the side, then brought it back across and stroked down along the other side. I strained my hips forward, willing him to touch it in the center. Instead, he withdrew his finger and returned his hand to my upper thigh, where he stroked and tickled some more.Finally, though,.