Maybe it was because she was younger and more given to lustful tendencies than others.“Well, she is a teenage girl, after all,” Annie laughed, “...ame me one such girl that you’ve met who isn’t a lot hornier than she lets on ... and trust me, you don’t know her as well as you think.”“Touche,” Brittany snickered, “I’m going to love spreading Carmen’s cheeks and licking that sweet ass of hers!”“Yep, she has a rather juicy snatch, too!” Celeste commented, even as Sister Monica overheard them,. I was brought up in the generation who were taught that masturbation was somehow nasty and unclean, and demonstrated a dirty mind. While I knew this attitude was totally wrong, and a leftover from misguided Victorian prudery, and that masturbation was as natural, and even necessary, as any other function in life, nonetheless the attitudes instilled in childhood are very difficult to overcome. They never totally leave you.So it had been months since I had given in and wanked, as we used to call. Once more I knelt and drew her panties down and off her feet. Bob had Lisa naked too. Our two wives were an interesting contrast, fascinating in both their differences and similarities. Fay was taller and slimmer, with short light brown hair and long legs. Lisa was much shorter, with rich black hair and larger heavier breasts. Bob and I now had our turn. It was nice to be undressed by Fay even though I endured some nervous anticipation and minor shyness. Both women worked at a similar pace and. ‘Is that a better greeting?’ ‘Perhaps? But would Princess Lisa object?’ Pushpa asked. ‘No, she would not. She knows that you are our friend.’ ‘Then, friend and Prince, here is my response to your greetings.’ Pushpa wrapped an arm round my neck and kissed me full on the lips. That was pleasant. A kiss from Pushpa is to be treasured even if only a friendly one. ‘And now, O highly esteemed Royal Messenger, what is the message that your Queen has sent to my humble self?’ I asked. ‘Only an.