‘Let’s go,’ she said. ‘You have speech therapy in fifteen minutes and your mom will be home in a couple of hours. We showered together but sh...e wouldn’t let me play. We dressed and she did a wheelie getting me over to the computer for speech therapy. ‘This is stupid,’ I said. ‘You and Mom have no problem understanding me, so why do we have to spend all this time repeating shit.’ ‘We understand you, Danni, but we’re used to the way you beat up the language. To the rest of the world you sound. He presses her down on the seat of the bike… Her chest being pressed almost painfully for her… He rips her panties leaving them around her waist but crotch less… he take out his cock and gets it wet with her juices…. He starts his bike and presses her hips to it the vibrating seat rubbing her clit… She starts to scream out…. He revs the engine…. He is using her juices to jack himself off behind her…. He lifts the skirt and is pressing her into the seat he knows from her moans she is going to. She gasped. Her back arched, her fake tits bouncing in her chest. She twisted her fingers through my hair as she gasped out in rapture. Her cream flowed out of her, coating my chin and running down my throat. She whimpered.“Fuck, yes!” she gasped as her body shook.Juices gushed out of her, spilling over my mouth.“Such a good, little pervert bitch!” she moaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, yes!”I lapped at her tangy folds, gathering the cream gushing out of her. I licked her up, my own cunt burning. I wanted. There were a lot of motorcycles and cars parked in the road that evening. But I don’t think the party was any noisier than many of those some of our other neighbours had held in the past. Actually I think it was a lot quieter than some. To father’s disgust and annoyance, Mother, Sylvia and a couple of the other neighbours went over to the party, just for a little while. I think it was more to show the flag than anything else, they didn’t expect to be very welcome guests of a lot of youngsters,.