Already well past the initial period of discovery and experimentation, she had found what she liked and learned to answer those urges. While some wome...n can't climax without clitoral stimulation, she preferred vaginal penetration. Most boys her age were hopelessly inadequate and invariably failed to satisfy, though fortunately she could rely on artificial means. Growing quite fond of her time playing with various sex toys, she had accumulated a sizable collection. Of course, her mother was well. She recited the creed:1. Fuckmeat are self explanatory - sexual pleasure objects to be regarded as meat, with the purpose of being used as anyone wishes to use them.2. Fuckmeat will liquidate all their assets, and donate the result to L'Abattoir, existing as penniless, naked meat.3. Fuckmeat will only wear thigh-high stockings and high heels, unless modelling - in which case they will wear what they are told.4. Fuckmeat will negotiate a contract stipulating their consent and limits. This. God! He was having a hard time controlling his throbbing cock, waiting until Cylvia was ready to let it take the place of her teasing mouth.Lonnie's mind whirled and she gasped in short, grunting breaths as Cylvia slid from her moist pubic slit, playing with her hungry cunt opening, and then thrust her tongue deep as it would go inside her vaginal tunnel. Lonnie could feel that pink tongue all the way up her belly and to her breasts. But the Oliss wife wasn't satisfied; she wanted more than. Tiff laid there, her long, succulent and toned smooth legs, that lead up to her small pink panties that were now on display for me. I could already see the small wet patch that had broken free from her pussy against the fabric. She was wet alright, dripping by the looks of it.The smell of her tight, teen pussy drifted towards me as I leaned forward over her thighs and began to plant soft, gentle kisses upon her legs. I occasionally allowed my tongue to lick a little upon her thighs, and hear.