Sie zeigte mir alle Zimmer, au?er einem. So fragte ich sie nat?rlich neugierig, wie ich nun mal war, was in dem verschlossen Zimmer ist."Das ist Nici'...s Zimmer, ich habe alles so gelassen wie es war. Ich bitte dich, nicht in das Zimmer zu gehen, denn darin sind so viele Erinnerungen."Trotzdem ?ffnete sie das Zimmer, und lie? mich einen Blick hineinwerfen. Ich versprach, nicht anzufassen oder zu ver?ndern. Und doch war das Zimmer f?r mich wie ein kleines M?rchenland, denn von der Einrichtung und. “Baby I love you so much.” I stand slightly, leaning over the table to you. You lean forward too and our lips meet. We kiss slowly, in public, for everyone to see. I sit back down holding out my hand. You put your hand in mine, my thumb gently caressing your hand. We look at each other and smile, we don’t need to say anything, we know. I have been wanting to tell you for ages how much you rock my world; I can’t imagine life without you. I am a guy, and am not very good at expressing my real. Her eyes glazed a little bit as she looked into mine, her half-lidded gaze indicating that despite the fact she probably hated me, her body couldn't help but enjoy this attention. I always got her a little lubricated before checking her hymen, so this little routine was nothing new to her. What I did next was unusual, but not unique: I leaned over and ran my tongue up her virtually hairless slit to her clit, swirled it around a bit as she gasped involuntarily, and pushed my finger gently around. Carla said she had a couple of boys that could come over and we could all meet in the woods out behind her house and fool around some. I was horny as hell and couldn't wait to have some cock to play with! Carla (and Lisa for that matter) was a known slut back then and I had heard rumors that she would fuck just about any boy that wanted it. She made a phone call to his house and an hour later, he and four other neighborhood boys met us down by the creek about 1/4 mile from her house. We were.