Girls showed us what even then as a virgin I knew were sex positions. She’d lay on her back, spread her legs and fold them up so her knees were near... her shoulders ready for a boy on top. She’d bend over standing with her legs wide wiggling her bottom to invite us to thrust our hungry cocks in from behind. She’d kneel or squat like she was astride a boy and bob smoothly up and down like she was riding his rod. She would show us how girls masturbated, with her legs wide running her fingers up and. Please? I wish to continue our conversation and hope that you would explain something to me."The familiar heat emanated from the bracelet around her wrist and the brightness of the firelight seemed to dim before the radiance of the ruby's glowing surface."Very well, Helen. I shall take a chance and hope no one notices your transformation. I shall free you just long enough for the two of us to partake in the completion of our earlier conversation, but then you must return to your fleshy. He settled into a slow, fulfilling rhythm, pressing deep inside her, then withdrawing to leave only the head trapped. She could feel his hands running across her back and caressing her smooth buttocks. He began to press deeper and harder, and she could hear his breath coming more quickly. She began to allow the feelings to overtake her mind again. When she could feel he was about to come she let her mind go, and lost herself in the passions of orgasm. As she was releasing herself she felt one. ‘Bite me, bitch,’ I said. Chrissie smirked. ‘Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? I know you want me. Your nipples are hard,’ she said. Then she reached out and pinched my nipples into full hardness, making a show of it for the camera. ‘See?’ Omigod. She was humiliating me on national television. I was so going to kill the bitch the first chance I had. I still hadn’t released the sides of my bikini bottom, however, so Chrissie finally said, ‘Alright, fuck this,’ and she held up all ten fingers..