That last I didn't use too much, because most of them were real. Maybe I exaggerate, but all a guy had to do was to touch my snatch and I was ready to...pop.In some of the early films – later on it became mandatory – the guy would be willing to go down on me. That was not the norm, since the guy was actually a paying customer. But if he did, the fact that he was carpet munching a young girl was always a plus. In those cases, I actually had to hold myself back or I'd be screaming and squirting. "Don't worry about it," I said casually."OK," she smiled contentedly, and cheerfully headed to the kitchen to cook and clean. Part of me missed the old forthright and obstinate Wendy, but I had to admit the new version had advantages. And there seemed no doubt which Wendy was happier, a point I put to the test over dinner. I reminded her of our conversation on Friday night, the one about how her outlook had changed."How would you feel," I asked, "if someone could give you a pill that would make. (She was actually just a tad taller than Wally, at this point.)As his eyes traveled down, Wally saw a soft, heart shaped bush that pointed, almost like an arrow, towards Eileen's secret place. His boner rehardened!Eileen posed for almost an eternity to let her brother drink in her visual package, and when Wally inhaled in such a manner that she knew he had made the connection, she advanced towards him.She began by lamenting, perhaps like a 'forward' mother might do, certainly like a forward. Aware that she may still be a little sore and getting used to the feeling of something inside her I gently moved my hand as I continued to flick at her clit. Her muscles seemed to suck my finger in and she was soon begging me to add another. I slipped a second in and started to finger fuck her with the juices making it an easy job. As I increased the speed and pressure I felt her wanking my cock harder into her mouth, gasping with delight at the attention she was receiving down below. As she.