We sat on my bed while Mum talked to me.She assured me that Claire was not old enough tounderstand sex. She pleaded with me not to tell heranything t...hat had gone on today. My mind wasspinning as I assured her that I would not tell Claireanything. I could not look my mum in the eye therest of the evening. I could not sleep that night. I must havemasturbated 8 or 9 times trying to exhaust myself.I still could not look my mother in the eye the nextmorning as my sister and I ate breakfast. He leaned over, supporting himself with arms. Sophie refused to look at him, feeling his hot breath on her face. “Helena…” she begged, turning to her friend.Helena could do nothing but watch as her friend was raped without mercy, Xavier using her body as his own personal sex toy. She cried with her, unable to even open her mouth and say something. It went on like that for another fifteen minutes, Xavier never having to catch his breath. At last he stopped, shivering with a savage grin on his. "Thanks, we worked up a big sweat so we need it," the other man said with his hand out, waiting for me to walk the bottle over to them.I wanted to just slide it over, but for some reason that seemed obviously rude, so I turned around and walked over, concentrated the best I could to not looked at their swinging cocks and balls, and not shoot rock hard. I handed the bottle over to the man, and he asked, "Do you come here a lot this late?" Sometimes. I'm usually not here very long though," again. "There was a long silence before she added, "When did you start?" I don't remember. Some older boys on my block showed me what to do. They had a place we would go in the cellar of their building with a big easy-chair. We took turns watching each other and talking about it. We even invited the girls to watch us one day. I’ve been hooked ever since.”The DealI liked talking about sex with Susan. It was totally harmless, and I was feeling pleasantly aroused. I sensed that Susan was too and that she.
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