"Oh fuck, she's... she's twisting the head of my prick with her fingers, sort of pinching it a little, now she's turning it like a door-knob."I heard ...Miranda laugh. "That's better. Now I'm getting interested," she added. "Go on..." Well, now she's running two fingers up and down the shaft, slowly... barely touching it, still sliding down, oh... now up, fuck, that's nice!" I said into the phone, still curious as to who was doing this, but now no longer caring really. The unique little sensations. As our kissing got more passionate one of my hands wondered down to her hairy pussy. I ask her to take the strap-on off for the time being. She unstrapped it and I began fingering her extremely wet pussy. I asked her if I could eat her pussy but told her I have never done it before. She replied sure and told me to get on my back on the bed. She got over me, straddling me, slowly lowering herself down. I could see her wet pussy and dark pubic hairs coming at me. I stuck out my tongue and as she. "What? How?" Well I haven't gotten a lot of practice, I had to save up on themagic!" Fuck, who did it hit?" The girl in the armor." You mean the one who's scratching all over?" No the... wait, yeah. She is isn't she? I think it's having an effect,this may still work." I began to regain hope. "Hey Paul, I need the keyto your bedroom!" I yelled. He trotted over and slipped me the sparehouse key red-faced.I walked over to the lesbian in shining armor, took her by the hands,and gave her a flirty. I had momentary visions ofmy clothes flying out and causing a massive accident on the interstate.The only real problem I had was with mom criticizing a couple ofovertly sexy dresses of mine. It was a good thing that I packed mylingerie myself. She would have thrown a fit if she had seen the blacklace babydoll I like to wear while watching tv (I hope Tina doesn'tmind). On the other hand though, mom missed her chance to lecture me asa teenage girl on dressing appropriately, so it is kind of sweet.