"Don't say anything," he cautionedme in a whisper. "I promised Randy that I wouldn't wake you up before hegot here - he had to run to the bathroom. I ...just wanted to ask you, first,before he got here, if it was OK if I showed him how I could play with youwhile you were unconscious without waking you. I mean, nothing like I didto you the time before, I just want to show him how you can be movedaround kind of like a ragdoll. Only for a few minutes. Is that OK?"When I opened my mouth to speak, he. I’m naked, you know? It’s far too warm tonight for any clothing, not even panties. I took a long shower before bed, to wash off the day’s sweat. Though even with a fan on, I still have slight perspiration. Maybe if I slip my legs out from the sheets. Mmm, much better. The fan blows over them gently, swirling up to tease my chest. My nipples harden, aching as they touch the softness of the fabric of the sheets. I like when it does that. Maybe if I put my hair up, tie it up off my neck that. It may "pinch" a bitat the beginning, she cautioned, but a pretty boy'spussy was meant to accept the largest cocks evergrown. "It's why we're on earth," my wise sisteradvised me.That was comforting, but I was still just a smidgieapprehensive.Sometimes I would think about David on top of me,grunting as he slammed his thick monster in and out ofmy defenseless bottom and I would just start spurtingmy juices.It's a good thing there were plenty more creamy loadswhere that came from.It was time for. “And I know you love girls too.”“How do you know I like girls?” I asked her.She was quiet for a minute she then said; “I got on your computer one day to look something up, and I found your story site, I saw what kinds of stories you like to read, a lot of taboo type stories. So I made up an account and wrote a story that I thought you would like. A couple days later you wrote a comment on the story I wrote. Do you know what you wrote?”“What was the name of the story?” I asked.“It was called,.