My god, he thought, what the hell is happening? ‘Mr. Rouseau?’ she asked a moment later. ‘Hmm?’ ‘When you were dating, back in high school, ...id you ever date a cheerleader?’ His voice sounded small as he said, ‘No.’ ‘Did you ever…make out with one?’ ‘No,’ his answer squeaked out. There was a momentary pause that seemed to last forever before she asked, in a near whisper, ‘Do you want to?’ And there it was. She was offering. She’d made it clear she was receptive and wouldn’t think bad of him for. Cum would come out of his penis and was creamy and sticky.The little girl also had found out while bathing how it felt so good to feel her fingers and hand between her labia lips and passing over her clit. She was doing that more and more while in her bed it felt so nice and she noticed how wet she was becoming from the stimulation as she masturbated herself. She was climaxing and loving it.When the two of them got together and had found some privacy they would still taste each other and bring. " he said.She didn't open her eyes when she replied, "I don't want to come downstairs, Jack. Can you bring it to me up here please?" Sure baby." he said as he kissed her on the forehead. He went downstairs, put her food on a plate and put the plate on a bed tray along with a glass of juice, then carried it upstairs. He put the tray on the dresser, then sat on the bed beside Ariel. He brushed a strand of her hair away from her face and leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on her rosy lips.She. I loved the way they slidaround in the smooth sack. She loved the way my hand felt! I continuedsucking, enjoying every little gasp and moan my mouth provided.Finally after a few minutes, she began running her fingers through myhair, brushing her nails against my scalp, along my ears, the back ofmy head. On one such stroke her hand stopped and lightly grasped theback of my head, gently forcing my mouth further down her shaft."Yes? You like?" she said with a question in her voice. I groaned.