Their eyes locked. Joan worked her finger deep, and fast, as she went on. "I'm now remembering when you pressed the glass dick deep inside. Then you i...nserted the little black anal plug firmly in your tight ass. I remember that, as you neared your climax, you drew your left nipple into your mouth." The color drained from Beverly's face as Joan smiled, licked her lips, and continued. "Do you remember your legs shaking as you were screaming out to Jimmy how that was "The BEST Fucking cum" of your. If you recall I mentioned Kelly in the first part, and she and I talked and texted almost daily. Well Kelly sent me a pic one day. You see them all the time on twitter and facebook a girl will take a selfie and the caption will read - “ look at my new shoes “ well all you can see are BOOBS and maybe the tips of the shoes if your eyes were to venture that far down. No, it’s about the BOOBS, which is perfectly fine with me. However they want to justify it is fine.So I showed this pic to Hanna and. . wait! On top of ... whom?The desire to feel a heavy virile body on top of me runs through me like wildfire. I'm not even trying to block the possibility of the said body to be my father's."Dad?" I start hesitantly, unsure how to phrase my curiosity. "What do boys feel when they want to have sex?" I whisper.I know what I feel. Hope he's not going to ask me that. I just wanna know if I was mean with Mark to get him all worked up and not have sex with him. It just didn't feel right. He didn't. She then went and switched off the TV which was still on. That night I don’t know how many times I have masturbated thinking of that scene. I wished to god plz give me opportunity to fulfill my desires by fucking her all night. Things went to normal except my sexual desires and lust for Hema. I started visiting her house often tried & to take out situation were I can see her breast. When she goes for peeing I use to listen the sound of peeing by standing at the door and immediately bulge.