One boy> has my legs spread apart and the other, OUCH has> bitten my ass. I hear coach in the distance giving> them direction. One boy is on his knees... under me,> between my leg, licking my clit. the other now has> control of the slack in the ropes. He is making me> arms pull closer to the tree and my legs further> away. The boy between my legs is slurping and> licking me into a frenzy of heat. The other one has> started to tell me how much of a fucking whore i am> going to be and that after. " Yes, I will," I said."You're a great kid, Jimmy," Raffaela said, and smiled up at me, pulling me a little closer to her and pressing her breast against my side. I smiled back at her and almost bent to kiss her. I was still riled up. We walked along in silence, listening to each other and the evening, until we reached her door. She took her keys from her pocket and opened her door. She turned to me. "Would you like to come in?" she asked."I should be going home," I said."OK, " she said. Then. We brought each other to fulfilment many times with fingers, tongues and lips, waking late to a more leisurely lovemaking. We’d parted with a final kiss knowing it was just one night of passion and I’d packed in haste, late for my train.I thought about these things and remembered her with a smile as the train picked up speed through the Paris suburbs and I settled into my journey. The steward offered wine and I chose a Chablis and started to settle rather sleepily to my book. I was getting. He suddenly didn’t want me to sit on his lap anymore or sleep in his bed during thunderstorms, which totally freak me out. He kept telling me I was becoming a woman and was starting to really look like one now, but honestly I wanted to stay my daddy’s little girl forever. After all, he was all I had left. Anyways, over the next year I found myself getting increasingly hornier. I was dating but I’d never let myself go further than kissing, it just didn’t feel right but after a good make out.