Back in the car, aroused and unsatisfied, engorged labia fluttering hungrily, she removed the odd-shaped device from her ass, donned her Vickies high-...ut thong and wiggled into her school uniform, buttoned her white shirt and was deposited at her high school just before lunch with the usual note of excusal. She had made $2,000 that morning and was still squeezing a small plastic device in her light-lipped pussy, just exercise, now completely automatic. Her mind was blank, but lust flowed. Your oldlives will be gone. Your old stories will be over. A clean break. Yes,you can do this."*Meghan called it The Big Bang."This is the day we die, girlfriend," she said.All was quiet in the house. Mom was out, leaving us plenty of time to dothe ritual.I had cleared the floor in my room, pushed the bed to the side. A hugecloth was spread across the floor on which was drawn a sephiroth in chalkand charcoal. Candles marked the corners of the tree of life.Meghan and I sat at the head of the. ”“I’m guessing you have thought about how you will approach pregnancy and disease out in the real world.”“Aargh, yes. Everyone spends so much time talking about that, and they never get around to the emotional stuff.”“Oh, I think worrying about disease or pregnancy can be emotional enough.”“Sure, but if that’s all there was, we could just forget sex and be done with it.”“So you want to ignore all that stuff in game?”“Yeah.”“Just so you know, if you’re going to care about disease in a way that. I nibbled her more delicate inner lips and she spread her legs wider still, pushing her pussy at my mouth. I kissed and nibbled those petals, nibbling just a little closer to her inflamed hood each time. She was breathing very deeply now. I gently teased at her hood with the very tip of my tongue, coaxing her clit out. She moaned and tensed, her head rocking forward.Suddenly, she froze. “Hey!” she said. I stopped my ministrations. “What? What did I do wrong?”“Nothing,” she said, patting.