“I did things that night that I thought I would never do. I know I did all if it because I was drunk, but I remember being so turned on doing those ...hings that they could have gotten me to do anything that night. Well, Stacy and I ended up back at her place and we passed out in her bed. “When we woke up the next morning all she said was that she had a good time last night and I agreed. I mean how were we suppose to act after getting ganged banged and acting like total sluts with each other. I. "When he gets her home she will unzip his hideous leather jeans and where she thinks there is a bulge, she's going to find the pair of bundled up football socks he's got stuffed in there." As we continued in that vein, the stories got a little less cruel and a bit more, shall we say, vivid. "You see her there with the short spangly dress, tottering on her high heels? She's about to give up, go home, strip off and shower herself, rubbing the sponge between her legs and thinking about all the. I first touched her with my own lubed fingers, and basked in the memory of your touch. Your mouth wrapped around one nipple as your fingers gently explore and tease my clit and outer lips. I almost start to cum and slow myself down, knowing if I cum from my clit I’ll be done. It’s too intense. So I pull back and bring the dildo into play. With my clit on high alert I take the lubed up cock and slide the smoothness of its head up and down my slit. The dildo is the same size and thickness of your. “Well, we only tell them things when they ask questions. That way we know they’ve been thinking about sex and are ready for the answers.”“Of course, before they turned twelve, we had to tell them about puberty and what to expect, and that once they started having regular periods, they would be able to have babies. We didn’t tell them how that worked.”“But then, before they turned thirteen, Sally got carried away and spilled the beans when the girls wanted to know why they felt their nipples.