She’d be at the orphanage most of Tuesday and at John Millsum’s on Wednesday. She stared at the ceiling, wondering how on earth it could not be un...il Thursday that she could play with Mike again. That was so unfair since it really only needed fifteen minutes, ten if Mike was rough with her. She grinned, rolled out of bed naked and checked her PC for email. She clapped her hands in glee when she saw that her insurance company had sent her coverage paperwork to print out for Monday. She decided. “Show me your clit.” She moved her hands up and pressed them together before pulling her skin taught, her little bulb shyly protruding from beneath. Chet reached out with his palm up and ran his middle finger back to front beneath her moist slit, then turned his hand over and used the same wet fingertip to directly stimulate her button. She closed her eyes and leaned away instinctively. “Ah, ah. Lean towards me.” Jill reached up and grabbed her shirt to make sure she obeyed. Her breathing. She quickly made friends with several women at the church. These were happy southern women who loved to cook and bake. They all loved God and went to church at least two times a week.These women befriended her quickly. They made her feel welcomed and appreciated. She felt loved and secure. For the first time in her life she had friends. The men at the church were nice too. They were mostly family men who believed in marrying only once and never cheating on their wives. These men loved their. We got to his place and as soon as the door closed we were all over each other. Then I heard a door open and his roommate walked out and joined us. He got a mat out and soon we were all naked on the mat exploring each other. I mean to tell you Jake was hung with about 8 or 9 inches. But that was nothing like his roommate whose name Ellis. Ellis had to be at least 12 inches or more. They were licking me all over, my nipples, underarms, ears, neck. I had never been so aroused as I was then. All.