"Just a quickie, right here."Here being the doorway of my room, I looked at him as if he were crazy. But as I hadn't tasted him in almost a week, I di...n't argue. I got to my knees in front of him and sucked him deep. He placed a hand on my head, his fingers carding through my hair. It didn't take long for him to unload into my mouth. He was still tucking himself away and I was returning to my chair licking the last bits of his load off my lips when my mom appeared behind him and asked if he was. They were that appealingly odd mixture of boys in young men’s bodies. Guy had his shirt thrown over his shoulder, his body proudly open to the sunshine. I felt a rush of pride and sexual pleasure. “My, you have got a fine young buck on your hands Margot.” Murmured Iris from her window, I can see why you had trouble holding him back.” “I blushed, saying softly, “I’m not sure I’ll even try after what I’ve learnt from you today.” “That’s the spirit Margot.” She murmured again as the boys. .. fascist tits? The next thing Tiffany knew Carrie was laying on the ground, looking up at her in surprise. Tiffany was straddling her, fistfuls of Carrie's nightgown in her hands, panting heavily. Carrie spoke slowly, soothingly, "Are you okay, darling? You're a bit... on top of me." Tiffany was burning up and a deep, aching itch was growing between her legs. Her robe had fallen open at some point, exposing her naked body underneath. She began to move her hips, rubbing her pussy against. What was he saying? My mind just felt so muddled, and the room so close and airless. I just needed to get out…out. ‘Steph, will you just listen to me…’ I slipped around him and reached for the door handle, but was pulled short. His hand gripped my wrist, fingers encircling, thumb sweeping in an slow arch over the back of my trembling hand. The tears welled in my eyes, the sobs rose with every breath in my aching chest. I tugged my arm out of his grasp, pulled the door open, and fled down the.