I could stay like this forever."I've got to go," she announced frantically, pulling her pussy off my shrinking little worm."Oh god, me too," I realize... as soon as she'd said it. I could feel my bladder announcing itself. It didn't like being ignored, especially in the mornings."Use Mom's," she said as she practically leaped from the bed and rushed to her bathroom.It felt weird being in Mrs. Sharp's bathroom, surrounded by her make-up and other things, but the relief of emptying my bladder was. "Did that little pepper pot tart do this to you?" Kendra asked, running her fingers over the scratches, which now were nearly healed. "No, guess not. They don't look fresh. Unless she did them last week." Somebody else," Laura said, almost inaudibly.Kendra rubbed the lotion into Laura's back in soft, gentle swirls. "You got some nasty, hot little friends, Laura. One thing I got to say for Mr. Penis. He don't ever scratch. Might ram, and spear, and occasionally bite. But he don't scratch and. Jamhal throws Michele on the bed and falls on top her. He smashes his mouth against hers. He gyrates against her, his tongue working feverishly in her mouth, his lips crush hers. He grips her behind, pawing at her buttocks and he pulls her lower body harder against him. He dry humps her; pushing his erect member against her through her clothes. Michele perceives a deep humming deep down in his throat and he begins to breathe heavily as he continues to kiss her deeply.Jamhal reaches a hand. You're a smart girl, so I'm not worried." But you were mad at first..." I'll admit, at first I was mad, and I was definitely shocked, but that was really more my problem than yours." "You're not even upset that I'm a lesbian?" Are you?" Well, yeah...I guess." I think that maybe you should give that some thought. Just because you had lesbian sex doesn't mean you're a lesbian. You've got a long life ahead of you, and a lot of things to figure out along the way. Don't be so quick to try and put a.