" Yeah, but they are still a little small," she looked down at herself. "I just wish they would hurry up and grow a bit more." It'll be a shame when t...ey do," I mused."What?" she said."Well, once they big you won't strip off like this anymore," I explained."Yeah, I see," she giggled. "I won't mind doing it with you." Yeah?" I said."Yeah, why not," she said."You're not afraid I might do something?" I said."Hey, when did we fight last?" she asked her hands on her hips. "And who won then?" Yeah,". She arched her back and the stems of her heels lifted off the ground; everything went still for a moment as Sophia teetered on the edge of ecstasy.Suddenly a jet of milky white cream shot out of her pulsing penis leaving a thick line of cum from Olivia’s mid shin to just past her knee. Sophia felt all her pelvis muscles relax then contract again in a split second causing a second jet of cum to rush out of her. This one exploded in all directions, causing it to bead up all over both of Olivia’s. Where the other girls kept to themselves during the day and feltcliquey, leaving me as an outsider, Joni spent a lot of time with me. We wouldtalk about anything, and would always have a laugh. This is not chronologically in the right place, since she asked after thecontest that I have yet to describe, but Joni once asked me which girls I foundattractive, and which I would have if I chose to, excluding herself. I admittedthat I would have Tamsin or Chloe. I decided not to mention that I would. I zoom in on candlelight at the patio’s edge…A moth flits and retreats to the waning and advance of the hot flashes, its midnight dance. She swoops closer, the flame’s brightness an irresistible beckoning, and there’s a flash and a tinge of smoke. Perpetually returning, the moth gives in to the unrelenting lure, feeding the flame with yet another flash and flickering. It’s a brief waltz on a razor's edge, an elusive insatiable craving. Eventually, the early dawn bids its retreat. With heavy.