’ Tammy disappeared. Joe was still close to her side. Leanne closed her eyes, she couldn’t handle him right then. Thankfully, he didn’t try to t...lk to her. Tammy returned with a small bottle of water. ‘Joe, can you help her up a bit?’ Joe’s arm came under her shoulders to slowly raise her upper body. Tammy cupped her head carefully with one hand, and with the other brought the bottle to her lips. The water tasted heavenly. Tammy only allowed her small sips, but she kept asking for more, and. So i mixed with too many adults in early age and taste sex very early.Just didn,t have mom, i sexed aunties. At the age of 14 when my aunt changed furniture and we had to sleep on floors on mattresses, until we got complete resaturated ancient furniture like baroque or so style. That family were artists and extremely rich.(You could read my stories, they were mentioned-Winter House, and all mine stories are based on true story). In short , none wanted to help that aunt because she was sort of. ’ I asked, ‘I am I doing it right, does it feel good?’ Being only 14 with very little experience I didn’t know, but all his moaning, and hot thick juice ozzing out of his dick should have told me. He said ‘Yes son, your doing it right, your very good at jerking me off, oh god son, make me cum.’ He starting thrusting faster, I started jerking faster, still rubbing and squezing his balls, smearing his juice all over his hard cock. Then he moaned ‘Don’t stop son, I’m cumming, oh yes make me cum. “Sniff that pussy slut, sniff it so you know it….”The pussy was suddenly shoved on my nose, shaven and wet; I sniffed the clit, the labia, she hunched and my nose was inside her and I inhaled through my nose as best as I could.“Kiss it bitch, kiss that sweet pussy,”I kissed the pussy all over, inside and out; kissed the clit, the luscious, clamshell like lips and her urethra. My face was getting covered in pussy juice and her moans filled my ears.“Lick it girl…suck it….eat that pussy….”I.