This wild heat rushed over me. I shuddered as I savored her sucking. Slurping. She worshiped my girl-dick.My pussy clenched. The pressure swelled and ...welled in my ovaries. I bit my lip. I threw my head back, my boobs bouncing before me. She worked that naughty mouth up and down my futa-cock with hunger. She bobbed her head, sucking when she slid up.The pressure built and built and built in my ovaries. I rose towards that moment of eruption. That point when I would bathe her mouth in my cum.. That night when watching TV I could feel him empty from me as he ran out of me and formed a damp patch in my knickers crotch, and as I drifted off in bed with my troubled thoughts in my head, my body sought relief, and he entered me again, and I awoke, shivering and shaking.My mind rearranged the jigsaw of pieces, I knew or deeply suspected something had happened to me as I dozed, and I felt guilty and ashamed, then angry and powerless, but as I dwelt with my emotions the balance shone through,. She can't understand how this feels so good. The rolling, unrelenting vibrations are overstimulating every one of her nerve endings. Everything feels engorged and full of liquid excitement, ready to burst. "Becca's steamy, little pussy, oh my god it smells alluring. It wants you Stacy. It wants your mouth and tongue and lips. Would you drink her up? Would you do anything for that little, perfect pussy of hers?" "Yes! Yes I would! Yes!" Stacy yelps. "Her fingers keep fucking you harder and. It seemed like everyone was so grown-up! Like the boys were going crazy about the girls, and talking out loud in the hallways about who's boobs were growing, or how great so-and-so's ass was, and things like that. I was really scared that there might be something wrong with my butt. What if boys never said those things about me? I'd never have a boyfriend, never get married, and never be a mommy!Like I said, I was just a kid then, thirteen years old. I'm more sophisticated now. I know that even.