Or was it something else?Yes, in a way she wanted to make her friends cum.But she couldn't do it. It was all too scary for her. She wanted to, but... ...She just had this feeling that, if she accepted their offer, her life would change completely.Sue Reynolds had pretty much the same dilemma that Amy Parker had. Just like most fifteen-year old girls. After all, what the fuck was she? Was she a woman, or a kid?And you know what? She didn't feel like a woman. She didn't feel she was an adult.That's. He was kind of tall and muscular; I'd say about 6 feet. His dark skin made him look Puerto Rican. But his arms were the biggest turn on for me. They were strong and smooth except for a couple of veins protruding from under his skin, a symbol of strength and endurance. He had a thick wire tattoo creeping up the outside of his left arm to the left side of his neck.The last time we met he was in his typical FedEx delivery uniform. He stopped in with his usual medium sized box of cookies and. He couldn't get out of his mind that at one point his mother had seemed particularly turned on while watching him play with himself and had even told him that she too masturbated and had promised (did she actually promise??) that maybe one day she would let him watch her do it. Or was it really just a dream after all. Each time he came he fantasized what it would be like to squirt all that cum onto his mother's tits. He wondered if the time would ever come when she would let him sperm all over. Rick would have me call up Crissy to see what time they could get together, and there was usually heavy breathing on the other end of the line. Anyways the wedding day arrived and I was in for the time of my lifeRick had asked me to be his best man for his wedding and I happily agreed, hey the closer to that hot piece of slut the better. I wasn't excepting anything to happen but I'm a voyeur kind of guy. Crissy was wearing this beautiful white gown with a little cleavage visible if you looked.