" she smiled at me. I opened my eyes and her mouth was slightly open. She was watering. I imagined a wet place forming inside her panties underneath t...he black business skirt she wore. She was incredibly pretty and sexy. I have always thought so. I stay with her some weekends, a tradition that started when I was a little girl and mom was working a lot. Now I just go up to her apartment in the city to hang out with her and explore. I didn't see this kind of exploration coming.My vagina was so wet. She smirked, the action held very little warmth, and it frustrated him. She sauntered into the kitchen, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she poured a cup for herself. She had turned so vain and shallow over the last year – he barely recognized her. Hell, he barely recognized himself. He shook the thoughts from his head, knowing they wouldn’t do him any good at this point.He reached into the refrigerator and handed her the creamer before she could ask, her fingertips brushing his when she. I cannot honestly say when it is a girl becomes sexually aware. it's around us everyday and there is a known fact of life, our pussies are a sex object to suit all sorts of men and women, wanting them.We really don't do ourselves any favours when we start ovulating, it's then our own bodies make us want to explore and even let men go further, fathers and uncles, brothers and cousins, even strangers sitting alongside in darkened cinemas, playing footsie, to test the waters, and a hand under your. "We have heard you assaulted the victim with a red hot spike!" Weasley suggested."He said he liked it!" I pointed out."And you raped my assistant!" he said.There was a gasp, "What that fucking cunt Chambers," Big Norman asked, "You turned queer Johnno?" No I shagged the posh bint, she was gagging for it," I explained."Right nice one!" Big Norman agreed."Nice fucking pair if you as me!" his sidekick 'Harley Charlie' agreed."Then there is the charge of Racism!" Weasley suggested, "Is not the.