When a was a little girl my best friend was a boy and of course we played house, pretending to be married, and looked at eachothers private parts and ...ome times even touched eachother. Later, a boy cousin my age came to live with us for a summer. We were 7-8 and he taught me how to give him a blow job. I didn't ever do it enough to make him cum. Later that year, I was still only 8, my brother's friend who was 14, and I started "playing" together. My brother wasn't home but he decided to still. ‘Does that mean you’re gonna be my daddy?’ Robie asked. ‘Yup, as soon as we clear the court, I’m yours and you’re mine and we’re both eaches.’ I replied. The papers were not yet filed when Halloween reared its ugly head. The boy wanted to go to a Halloween party. He was seventeen and I thought it would be okay. He had already screwed up a couple of times so I told him, ‘Be back here by midnight or you’re history.’ He showed up two days later. ‘I don’t want to know what happened or why you’re. With a leisurely gesture, I untie your robe, letting the sides hang free. Your growing heat is there for me. Breaking the kiss, I turn my head and with a slow, deliberate motion, slide your cock into my mouth. Hearing you moan as I slide it into my mouth, I suck hard. Your hands have grown more demanding upon my breast, pinching the now hard and hot nipples. Your shaft throbs in my mouth as I slowly withdraw, just to the head. Using my tongue, I caress the head, sliding along the ridge. Then up. ”“Ok, but let’s look out for each other. I’m sure everyone here is chill, I just don’t want us to get into trouble.” Tegan explained cautiously.“Deal. Bump it.” Jennifer proffered her fist, which Tegan bumped. ---- Back out on the beach the trio of men they’d been talking to had been joined by Sally the windsurfing instructor. She seemed to still be wearing her bikini from earlier in the day but had thrown a sarong around her waist.“Hey, Violet and Rose, right?” Sally acknowledged.“You know.