The assignment was to get the average height of 16 to 18 year old boys and girls. However, as the naughty girl I was, I had asked them more informatio... than I needed, and I have kept those sheets they have filled out for me. Of all my friends, there were only three who didn't give me all the information I asked about. Probably, because they didn't trust me completely.Well, to continue my story, we sat down and started talking about some unimportant stuff, but we found it extremely important at. Which, by the way, had a totally different opinion about the matter. It soon felt like I could have punched holes into the walls with it. Assuming the need for this arose for this nameless girl. Which seemed unlikely.Anyway, my dick wasn´t used to being touched by anything but my own hands and was enthusiastically agreeing with the surprising turn of events. And I knew the damn thing, it would stay this way for quite some time. Maybe I was desensitized by all the wanking, but it was always the. Pinch the other one."She began to groan and twitch her hips. I turned my head to capture the nipple that I had been pinching and began to suck and nibble. She started to pant and pulled my free hand to her snatch. It was positively dripping. I ran my first finger over her clit and she moaned louder. I twisted and pulled her onto the bed, then moved down her body licking and nibbling her stomach on the way.I reached the top of her slit and began to lick her outer lips savoring her nectar.. Busy, but peaceful. The same could not be said of that final school year, ‘the year of Nicola’. I still called it that, it was etched, bitter sweet, in my memory. Mainly bitter, come to think of it. —– Nicola Grayson was by far the prettiest girl in the school. She had always been pretty, but at eighteen, in our final year at High School, she was stunningly beautiful. Let’s start at the top. She had shoulder length straight lustrous rich dark brown hair with lighter highlights, all natural..