Why couldn’t she do it? It seemed like every other girl got there easily, while Kayla was still trying. Kayla MacKenthols was having trouble. Every ...ight, she’d turn on the laptop. She’d spend at least half an hour watching porn. It was nice, watching sexy lesbians eat each other out, or a couple as they moaned under the rumbling sheets. But it made Kayla feel strange, like wanting somebody to slide a long, hard cock into her hungry wet pussy. The burn of desire, the horny pleasure. But that. Your mother needs you to go help her finish up.” He replies, placing his hand on my knee. “Sure, give me a few minutes and I’ll be right down,” I smile. I sit silently, staring at him and waiting for him to leave. “Well, are you going to get up?” He urges. “Yes…? I just need a minute.” My father looks at me suspiciously, but gets up and goes to the door. Looking back, he gives me a mischievous grin and yanks my blanket away from me. My baby blue eyes bulge the size of Jupiter as I try to. ..One night, I was mincing around the house, dressed in my usual "comfy"home attire - red-hot bodycon sheath dress with long sleeves and highneck, stretched over double D silicon falsies, glued to my hairlesschest. No bra, so the erect fake nipples were poking through thestretchy ruched material, and every move made the two soft globes movearound and jiggle in the most lewd and sexy manner. Below, contours ofthe tightly-laced waist corset outlined my compressed, narrow waist, andthe bottoms of. I held her rump tightly, slowed up my ramming, recovered my breath and said, "Soon," through clenched teeth. When I climaxed again, after I had enjoyed her for another ten minutes or so, it was with a roar, pumping up into her five or six times until my ballocks emptied, and I was fully spent, my sweaty face lying on her heaving back. Still I did not withdraw, but slowed to enjoy some very long strokes that finally ended when my limp member was expelled from her sodden slit, and she collapsed.