I wasn’t passive any more. I was joining in – with a passion.Her hand went below and under my skirt. I knew I was wet there and I let out a soft m...oan as she touched my panties and rubbed her finger along the cleft of my pussy. I opened my legs and let her hand into the front of my panties onto my pubes. Her fingers parted my pussy lips and one rubbed the nub of my clit and into me. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. I couldn’t believe I was letting this happen. I could hear the noise of the. This time he kept my dick in his mouth. I said "I am gonna come" again thinking he hasn't heard me but it was too late. I felt my load empty in his mouth. His tongue at the bottom of the head of my penis was soaked. This load was surprisingly bigger than the last. It kept coming and he kept it all in his mouth. I looked at him "Are you gonna eat it?" He had it in his mouth, some of it hanging off the tip of his tongue, the rest, deep down coating the back of his throat. He looked at me and. I would rubbed myself picturing her crossing my room, doing exactly what she did this morning. I had masturbated so many times fantasying about her sliding up my nightgown until it bunched around my waist. Her hands would spread open my thighs to expose my fourteen-year-old pussy. She would gaze at my tight slit covered by my trimmed bush of black hair. Then she would lean down and take her first lick, experiencing her first taste of lesbian, incestuous passion. It would overcome her. She would. Sorry I didn’t ask first."Harry faced away, emitting a loud growl of frustration before turning to shout at her. "You are the most frustrating person I’ve ever met in my life!" Me!?" She yelled back. "I’m the frustrating one! You’re the one who’s always been able to willfully ignore whatever you wanted!"She tried to walk past him but he blocked her path, refusing to let her have the last word in all of this. "And you’re the one who’s always been able to willfully withhold whatever you wanted!".