- Vous etes un enfoir? ! J'ai du me retenir pour ne pas vous gifler !- C'est pour ?a que j'en ai profit? !- Ne refaites jamais ?a, la prochaine fois, ...je vous gifle !- Hummm ne me tentez pas comme ?a! Vous m'excitez !- Quoi ?- C'est une plaisanterie et c'etait un test pour mesurer votre sang-froid ! Bon, je vous rappelle la semaine prochaine pour avoir votre r?ponse. Je ne vous laisse pas mon num?ro pour ne pas avoir de trace compromettante chez vous. - D'accord ! Cela me convient ! Je vais y. ..and then...get ..ahem..down and dirty? Like you like?" She made a very delicate, feminine gesture of a woman squatting to pee."For your birthday, we want to be kinky with you, in the bed of one the queens of it....would you like that?"If you can imagine me without words."But you have to sing a song for us in that dress, Sylvia, do you understand?"Did I understand? I had the song in my head before she posed the question.So there I was, a snotty, bratty little girl, not at all pretty, sixteen,. "Want to kiss them?" asked Val. As she said so she laid herself so both were right in my face. I eagerly grabbed one and massaged the other. Val's breathing became harder and she said, "Oh, God, that feels soooooo good. Suck harder." As I did she started making a squeaking sound. As I sucked she rubbed her crotch into mine harder matching my sucks with her crotch thrusts. I suggested that we change positions so she, as if by instinct, moved onto her back. I put one arm under her and as. "Of course not," I replied."Good, because I am beginning to enjoy it."The coffee was on the stainless steel counter, when Sylvia, who was standing in front of the open refrigerator, said "You are the only person I know who has nothing in her refrigerator." I eat out a lot," I explained."I know, but not even a jar of mustard?" Sylvia answered."What in the world do you want with mustard this time of the morning?" I asked."I don't. I'm just saying ... Fuck it never mind," she said ending the.