“Poor baby,” Justine murmured, responding to my strangled gasps as she fucked the heated core of my ass with her fingers. “Imagine what it’ll ...feel like when my cock’s in there.” It was hard not to come. And I desperately wanted to feel Justine’s cock in there before I gave in to that first proper anal orgasm. “Please give me your cock!” I wailed. Justine did. I held my breath as the blunt head slowly opened the knot of muscles even wider. “It’s going in!” Justine shrieked with girlish delight.. We are an unusual bunch. For instance, I myself wear a 38I nursing bra, when I wear one at all. These turn a lot of heads."Kim's eyes were about to pop out of her head. "I'll say! My God! They're perfect! Perfect!" She finally yanked her eyes back up to Susan's face. "And the rest of you! Your face! Your body! I can't believe it!" She was ashamed of having the picture of Susan that she'd been masturbating to, but she was struck again at how much better Susan looked in real life."Why, thank you.. ..yes...aaaaow..."I was lost in her, pumping my seed in deep as if responding to her cry to be fertilised. I'm not sure to this day whether I really understood that cry - that it was seriously meant. Certainly it was different from the usual cries of the girls I had copulated with – "Don't make me pregnant will you" – but with mother I had been given the freedom to perform that act of creation unrestrainedly.My sperm slammed into her. We were struggling together for ever greater depth of. I was also overcome with this sudden remorse that I would soon be penetrated and possessed.I dried off and wore my wet towel as the only thing I had back to my room. In anger I grabbed the doll, this classic symbol of girlhood, and threw it on the floor, then collapsed on the bed and cried little girl tears.Rita shut off the light and I sniffled myself to sleep. I must have reached down during the night and picked up the doll because she was next to me when I awoke in the morning completely.