“Since you were here 10 years ago, the decoration of the rooms has improved a lot”, said Irma (who had insisted Beverley call her by her first nam...)“I bet it has. Our rooms were pretty dark and dreary”, answered Beverley who could sense Irma was coming on to her. A lesbian smelling another lesbian.“By the way, I wrote to you about Laura’s…how should be call it….”infraction” because I didn’t want it to distract her from her studies or alarm you in any way”, assured Irma“These things happen. ? Warren slapped his penis hard against my cheek. I sensed that he was testing me. If I failed, I would violate my pledge to Reverend Frank and my commitment to God Almighty. I reluctantly complied. ?Slap my face with your penis, Warren. Slap it hard.? ?Say cock, not penis, you fucking cunt,? barked Warren slamming his erect penis against my cheek. It hurt. ?I meant cock. Cock whip me, Warren,? I corrected ignoring the disgust I truly felt. ?Tell me how much you. He grunted with pleasure, his hands clenched on Emma's hips, toes curled, flooding Emma's pussy with an avalanche of hot sweet cum, over and over and over again.Peter's cock continued throbbing for about two minutes non-stop, most Peter had in his life, until his balls and prostate is empty and dry.Emma felt Peter’s hot cum flooding and covering her cervix.She was ovulating. In the middle of two periods, which meant the maximum possibility of getting pregnant, all her female hormones went on. Usually a family marks a growth spurt with the suddenly shorter skirt or pant leg on the growing child. When you live life naked there is no such artificial marker. Waif realized on day five of her 'illness' that things in the kitchen storage cabinet she once stood on tip toe to reach were now easily within her grasp flat footed. She yelled for her mother to bring the tape rule that was kept in the tool kit and stood in a doorway while her mother confirmed the new height with the measuring.