Must have been hormonal or something. My body was just beginning to develop. I had little walnut size breasts and just a light down was beginning to g...row between my little legs. Even at that time, I thought my hair was my best feature. It was long and shiny and I mostly wore it in a pony tail. I was just at that stage between girl and woman where I loved to pretend to be older than I was, but at the same time I liked to play with dolls.Then came the day Ken asked me to go to the school dance.. She was trembling and blubbering, the backs of her thighs and her small ass -- the only parts of her he could see -- shaking from the enormous effort it took just to hold her position."Peter? Why don't you go ahead and fuck her, maybe you'll feel better." Lauren wasn't at all sure it was going to work this time but she was doing her best. She watched his face closely, looking for signs. He was considering it. She let go of his arm but reached to take the crop out of his hand. He released it but. I could see the glint in her eye as she realised it wasn't all downside for her.The next day.The doorbell rang at 12 noon on the dot. Cindy went down the stairs and swung open the door to see the priest standing there with a smug look on his face. Cindy, bless her, was dressed like the perfect whore bimbo. Her tattoos "daddy's cunt" and " daddy's ass" were on show as were her beautiful beautiful breasts. She wore a short mini skirt which would reveal a lot at an opportune time."Oh father, thank. Then aunt Sally pulled me down and drove her tongue deep in my mouth as I pushed my cock deep into her pussy for the first time and it felt like a warm moist velvet glove. She grunted strongly through our sealed lips with her tongue continuing to fight with mine. Then after a couple of minutes, I pulled out of our kiss and rose up on my arms and started to use the full length of my cock, in and out of her.I was fucking her with long slow meaningful thrusts; every bit of my cock went inside her.