Being 12 I was barely in a training bra, actually a very small a-cup. I had long blonde, and I mean blonde hair, and hazel eyes. I was about 4'9" and ...maybe 80 pounds sopping wet. Jenn was 5'2" probably about 110 lbs and a c-cup already. She had curly dark hair and dark brown eyes. We were both still in our swimsuits, mine, one of those bikini's for girls with no chests, and her in a one piece to cover her "changing body".So, I asked Jenn about her "boobs" as I referred to them at the time. You. No, I guess not," Tanisha frowned. "It sounded good till I got to thinking about it, and I'm not so sure coffee would sit that well with me right now. My stomach has been kind of rocky the last few days, even before this thing with Kwame came up. Like I said, it's some kind of bug I can't quite seem to shake." What is it?" Ben asked, "A cold, or something?" I don't know," Tanisha said. "It's not a cold, at least I don't think it is. I don't have the sniffles or anything. If it was a cold I. "Christie, we've talked about this a number of times," Diane said. "You can't go on letting him treat you this way. You know he's out seeing other women. Now you have the proof. You saw it with your own eyes. You don't need any more than that."Christie nodded. "I know. This was the last straw. I'll call a lawyer in the morning and get the paperwork started. For the first time in my marriage, I'm glad we don't have children." If there's anything we can do," Diane offered, "please don't hesitate. ” I watched, fascinated, as Jim got down, struggling to control his cock which seemed to have a life of its own. Then I sat on the edge of the desk and lay down on my back as instructed, wondering what Janine had in store for me. “Bring your knees up and spread your legs.” Jim was standing at the end of the desk facing me and his cock again throbbed as I drew up my knees and spread my legs wide. Janine reached over and slid her finger along my juicy slit, not once but three times until she.