“So where’s her clit?” A boy asked.Had I tele whatsdit from my brain to his?“It’s there’”“Where? Touch it.”And one of them did. My b...ody responded and jerked.“Fucking hell, do that again Harry, make her cum.”“No don’t do that Harry, it’s not right.” Emma said.“Go on Tom.”“Isn’t she too young to cum, I mean her pussy is so small, she only looks about 9 or 10.”“Can a girl cum when she’s asleep or unconscious?”“Haven’t you ever woken-up with a wet patch on the front of your PJs Josh?”Giggles.Harry. "Then, easing my legs apart slightly, she pushed in again, this time alittle further until I gasped, and out again, starting a steady rhythm,always looking in my eyes. All I could see was caring and love, andeventually the fear faded and I reached out to stroke her breasts.Looking down past my jiggling breasts I could see my thingy erect oncemore as she continued to fuck me. As she did so she closed her eyes andbegan to moan, biting the edge of her lip in the way I found soarousing. Clearly. She then dropped to the floor with her knees bent and feet wide apart exposing her juicy pussy lips and vagina to Stephen’s full gaze. Stephen had seen it all yesterday but it still looked just as lovely. Her pink slit was just so pink between those chocolate brown pussy lips. Her clitoris was still standing proud and Stephen would have loved to have just dived his mouth right onto it then plunged his stiff cock deep into that gaping vagina opening up before him.Latoya started fingering her. "I'm so lucky to have met you."The girl's breathing was laboured as the man's assault on her tender senses brought her close to climax, a climax that would have been her third of the evening, had it happened. But it didn't, not right then, anyway. Bill lowered his hips until his thickly jutting fuckpole was so close that his oily juices were dripping onto her labia as if to grease the portal for entry. Not that it needed greasing. Rachael's own oily effusions flowed profusely from her hotly.