?Fuck! That felt so good! I?ve never? I want more? Fuck me again!?Georgia was awash with animal lust. Nothing had ever felt so good asbeing fucked by ...Adrian.?Fuck no, I?m gone.? Adrian took no time in pulling up his shorts andleaving.?No, don?t leave me!? Georgia was about to leave the stall, before sherealized she was completely naked. Right outside the door was a youngwhite boy with his mouth hung completely open. She looked him over andknew he was going to be nowhere near as big as Adrian,. You innocently asking my shoe size, me asking how far up yourlegs you shaved.Before long, we'd switched to Messenger. Then pics of each other. Our lives.Our thoughts. Our fantasies. It was getting more and more intense, furtive,urgent. The need emerging. The heat building.Then shots of our genitals, enflamed, aroused... cumming. Webcams burning thewires, teasing each other o promises of kinky delirium. Finally, you saying"Yes. I want to be Yours. Please. Let me be with you."The phone. Hours of. I do not want to tell him this and I am a little ashamed.Now he shifts his body so that he is between my legs, again kissing my mouth – his is hot and tastes strange, and I feel the hardness of his cock against the soft wetness of my pussy – at some time he has slipped out of his boxer shorts and I realise I have not seen him totally naked. The head of his cock nudges my clitoris and I shudder – I want him inside me now and try to pull him onto me, but he pushes my hands aside, teasing. He. The Morp was being organized at the home of one of the girls, Harriet, and all the parents knew each other from their naked encounters at the Four Seasons.There were four girls, all seniors. Each of these kids were incredible, beautiful and with unique personalities. To be even-handed and on the up and up, Danny’s mom was tasked to describe the boys and I the girls. Fair, right?Harriet was a frisky girl with a Tom-boy appearance and small breasts who loved yoga. She looked pale because of her.