I slide and rotate the butterfly pulling my wetness to my clit.My pussy begins to burn and beg for penetration. I stir the butterfly on my pussy until...I can’t handle it any longer.I become totally titillated.I stop and grab my dildo and while standing, I slowly penetrate my throbbing pussy. With the dildo deep inside, I sit high on the stool in my bedroom my legs extend and dildo completely inside me as I rock my hips back and forth, round and round. I grab my breasts and push my nipples up to. Trudy smiled and laughed nervously, her long straight delicate blonde hanging from the dark blue velvet ribbon she wore over the top of her head. Mindless 'alternative' rock music chattered quietly, unlistened-to from the radio in the background, as the pierced, tattooed, and studded dyke behind the counter forcefully pulled another espresso, loudly steaming the latté creme.Two girls with pink and purple hair, arm-in-arm, awaited their caffeinated confections.Sapphire continued: "And see, what. My little ‘discovery’ turned into a daily event, and it never occurred to me that as a rule, my mother did the laundry every week, and no doubt that my stained sheets clearly announced my evolution into full-blown puberty. Thankfully, she never brought it up.My freshman year at college was exactly what it should have been – exciting, liberating, experimental, and educational. I’d had a few semi-serious relationships, punctuated by the occasional, fortunate spontaneous encounter, and that, in. Sarah could feel her arousal grow when she thought about her brother’s cock getting hard at the sight of her. He finally laid down next to her. The girl felt her brother’s body lightly press against her back. She could feel his growing erection under his pants poking her on the butt, and he started to very slowly dry hump her without removing them. Sarah felt him press her cock against her butt, only to withdraw after a moment and press again. She could feel herself going crazy because of how.