He pauses long enough to say, “Oh love, your pussy tastes so sweet, I can’t get enough of your nectar!” Next, he zeroes in on my clit with his m...outh as his fingers enter my pulsating hole.I pull his head closer and yell, “Oh yes, right there, oh my god, just like that. Mmm baby, suck my clit, harder, and finger-fuck my hole! Ooooh, darling I am going to cum!”He sucks my clit into his mouth and teases it aggressively with his tongue as a finger slide into my vaginal orifice. I begin to shake so. I used to date her in back in high school, but I'll tell you more about that later.At the time she was looking right at me and I had to say something. I just didn't know what."All right, what do you want to know?"Seeming perplexed, Gwen replied, "I don't know." She thought a second and then asked, "How about we start with the sexual positions I don't know?" Do you know any other positions than missionary?" I asked.Her answer was short and simple, "No." Well, first there's missionary inverted.. Girls want to be treated the same as boys at work and play, but they want to hold unfair advantage over them where sex is concerned, playing games with double-standards, being capricious, and acting like whores to get what they want." Whores?" Uh huh. Whores," Twyla asserted. "A whore prostitutes herself to get things she wants - money, jewels, a meal ticket... And generally, they're dishonest about it. Most girls learn a game at their mother's knee that has been popular for centuries, a bait. That night, for the first time in many months, my dreams were not filled with visions of Mrs. Robinson. I had a new playmate.The next day I was getting my books out of my locker at the end of our lunch break when I felt a hand slip into the back pocket of my jeans, palm curving around my butt. I looked to the side to see a flash of red hair, but then she was already pulling me away down the halls. A minute later the bells rang signifying that I was late for class.When the hallways were.