. I forgot she did not know I was home! I told her the sleepover had ended and I had only been home awhile. She seemed to calm down somewhat and she s...id I wouldn't understand 'at my age' what was wrong. Dana was still crying and told me that boys are just selfish, she then asked when exactly I had gotten home?I told her I wasn't sure what I saw that it was kind of dark and had gone straight to bed ... and it was at this point I noticed her eyes where fixed on my boxer shorts ... I was still. Then Bernadette asked me if she could touch me. Sure she could! When she had enough she told me that I could touch her too so I did. Then I boldly asked her if she had ever been eaten. Then I had to explain it. She said that she had never heard of a boy doing that to any of the girls she knows. I told her that she would really like it so she let me.I laid her back, lifted her legs over my shoulders, and leaned into her pussy. Bernadette tasted a lot better that her mother had. I really enjoyed. " What about me?" I asked."Yeah, what about you? I like you Joe. I'm ... comfortable. I don't need the attention. You give it freely." It's not like we never push buttons," I said."That's just nerves needing release. I never play it out like I once did. I don't need to. You're attending me already." They say abused girls turn into prostitutes," I said. "Bess of course, and Devi..." Maybe I could have before I met you. I never trusted men. I enjoyed them and kept my distance. But I trust you.". The bead of sweat and bulge in my trousers made it perfectly clear what was on my mind. I made some excuse about needing the bathroom and turned on my heel and walked away, as normally as I possibly could. As I came out of the bathroom, Kiaya was bundling wet towels into what looked like a 1950s dryer. I asked her if she needed help and she nodded without even looking at me. Awkward. As I knelt down and began stuffing dye-stained towels into the contraption, she stood up and bent over me,.
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