.”I moved towards him, “but you are small and weak.”He glared and I shook my head and slapped him. He looked hurt and surprised as I looked into... his eyes, “stop me.”He opened his mouth and I slapped him again. He stepped back and rubbed his face and I followed, “stop me.”I slapped him several times before he tried to block my hand and I nodded, “see you can defend yourself.”I pointed to the bench, “sit.”He glared and finally moved to the bench and I waited. I sat on the ground in front of him,. My pussy had been dripping all night long, as I really wanted some of John’s cock. I ran my finger in and out for a while then I added another finger to my pussy.I threw the covers off me as I placed my feet down onto the bed. I rose up a little to spread my legs giving my fingers more room to play. I dug my two fingers deep into my wet pussy. I closed my eyes as I thought of John’s cock. I curled my fingers up touching my special spot.“AHhhhhh,” I moaned lightly as my fingers started to caress. “Are you a virgin?” I asked her. In a soft, cute voice, she shyly admitted that she was, and this was the first time she was “really” being made love to. This was one opportunity I had no intention of letting slip away. Pushing her back onto the bed, I planted a deep, forceful kiss on her wet mouth. Our tongues met and she moaned deeply. Her hands were rubbing my chest and back as I pulled her bikini panties off her legs. I again began fingering her cunt as I slowly worked my mouth down her. It was to be a further fortnight before she was able to come over again and had Mr. and Mrs. Cardiff been forewarned of the circumstances to be played-out that afternoon, I would have been welcomed at their front door with an electric cattle prod, if not a double-gauge shotgun. Probably both! Dad should never have bequeathed me that bedroom - by far the largest room in the house. Now in normal circumstances, the least responsible of parents would think twice about allowing their son to take.