“I want it.” I whispered. She broke into a tearful smile, and lowered her lips to mine. We learned things that night. We learned how to kiss through trial and error, through the painful clicking of teeth, the smiles that broke the contact of our lips, and the slithering motions of our tongue within each other’s mouths, tasting the ruination of our innocence as the awkwardness ebbed from us, and the unbridled desire took hold. Then we were devouring each other’s mouths, our lips sucking with a gluttony of lust, our tongues dancing in ardent combat, our noses inhaling sharply as our hands found each other’s breasts, and our fingers found each other’s nipples. Josie was the brave one that night. She was the one who finally broke the kiss, and licked her way down my body. I moaned with my hands covering my mouth, ashamed of the lecherous noises doggystyle that came unbidden from my chest, each one compelled by the tingle her lips brought when she sucked both my nipples, then traced a path of saliva down to my navel, and past it. “Josie!” I cried, and though it was a cry of alarm, it wasn’t a demand for her to stop. She planted delicate kisses along my waistband, then hooked her fingers beneath it, and pulled my panties down. I whimpered. The heat of her breath was on my netherlips, whispering her desire into my virgin slit. She looked up at me with those blue eyes, now void of indecision, now predatory and wicked. They smiled at me as her curious little tongue dipped into the bottom of my crease, and slipped through me. I gasped. Her wet tongue slid into the ovule of my flower, and the petals bloomed in arousal, outturning and leaking to splay my folds for her, to present my virgin sex so that she could taste it. She inhaled my feminine scent, and her eyes rolled indulgently, the pupils dilating as though my chaste pussy was a narcotic. Her face pressed into me, her nose upending the bottom of my clit, her tongue invading me, searching for my weak spot. Finding it . I cried out. She grinned open mouthed at me, her tongue halfway inside, a portrait of my violation. She curled her tongue upward, and began her tits work. “Oh my god!” I cried, wringing my hands in my t-shirt, my hips shifting on their blonde own accord, my belly flexing with pleasured contractions. Josie moaned a laugh into my depths, her eyes alight, her hands pressing against my thighs, compelling them to spread. They did, splaying wide to give her unfettered access to my sex, and she feasted upon it, her tongue relentlessly moving across Hardcore that spot within me, rubbing, flicking, dancing in pattern until she found the combination that would unlock me. I threw back my head and moaned an escalating tenor, my hands leaving the protection of my shirt to blowjob find my twin sister’s head, to surrender to this obscene desire, and become who I really was. I pulled her into me, biting my lip as she rose with the elevation of my pelvis, compelled by the arch of my back that jutted my chest forth, sliding my shirt off my breasts to pool about my neck. My nipples ached pleasantly from when she’d sucked them, standing erect and swollen from my alabaster flesh. Pulling the blanket further down I saw tits what my body was missing. I had flashbacks of the night that Emma and I had been dumped naked about a mile from home; and the places that we hid on the way. She repeated the swallow and I already felt my balls preparing a load of cum. His cock is so hard he thinks it will break off. Jenn walks up and takes her cup from me giving my cock a gentle squeeze with her free hand. She said, leaning her head on my shoulder for a second as a greeting, before sitting back up. Or Sunday, whatever. B: Oh my god, you did not! The large cargo van slowed to a stop right by her bug. After that he went and had a shower while I finished Vicky off - in blonde more ways than one. She glances back at Dr. Cadbury one more time before stepping on the elevator. Without that pressure to draw, I nodded my head. Yes it is part of their reproductive cycle, they can't do doggystyle it on their own. Hardcore “What me! I’m just, little Laura, the others are always taking the mick out of me, because of how young I look.” Instead, she again took my hand, “Come here, let me hold you.” Her arms wrapped around me, my head nestled on her shoulder and she held me tight. “I am going to think about this and will let you know my decision. “You don’t mind do you? As he entered her she gasped and spread her legs wider. We sat there and I could feel her hand rubbing blowjob my cock through my pants and I reached under the table and felt her pussy. He wrapped it around her neck, yanking her head forward. We were too close” she repeated “and we have to accept that we’re at risk of being drawn in”. It was almost poetic that these people, despite being naked, still had so much anonymity. We let him down, and attached his wrists to the back of the heavy bicycle chain that was still locked around his neck. However, one thing I did know was that Lucy needed a ring. A man behind the counter was staring at me. After we finished in the bedrooms and dining room we went down to what they called the leisure centre. "It'll be fine," Laura whispered between kisses.