"She considered this and said, "I just broke up with my girlfriend. It's been a rough night." Oh." At this admission of her sexuality, a dam seemed to... break in my soul. It was like having a dream where you're falling and wake up suddenly in a panic."Is that okay with you?" she asked in a tender voice, but not without sarcasm...I don't remember what I replied, but it must have reassured her or else she read something in my face, because she smiled and began to look a bit more cheerful.We talked. I told him my pussy really gets wet and leaks too when I play with it and even more so when I orgasm, which I told him is probably like that same awesome feeling he gets as his cum spurts out of his penis. I had been reading the magazines for about a year and long ago learned about masturbating my clit and using brush handles and other things around the house as dildos so I kind of knew a little more than him. At almost the same time we asked each other if maybe we could see if just rubbing. I did, but pretty soon he was forcing me to suck it, and as I was doing that, he came very suddenly in my mouth. After that, every time we were together, he made me suck him. It was so big that I couldn’t fit it all in my mouth, but he would keep pushing and pushing. Sometimes I couldn’t breathe.”“I know what you mean,” sympathized Erika. “My old boyfriend was the same way.”“And then when he was ready to cum,” continued Mable, “he would jam it down my throat even more and make me swallow ... It. "Hey, Jamie, can you come in here a second?" Becky asked from the kitchen. Jamie went over, and Becky talked to her in a soft voice, though it was loud enough for me to hear."I was wrong," Becky said to Jamie. "You can't be wearing underwear." What?" said Jamie, also in a low voice, glancing over at me. "Why not? I'm not his slave, too." You wish!" Becky replied, causing Jamie to blush even more. "And neither am I, yet. But it would be disrespectful for you to disobey a rule while you are my.