Instead I was treated to a wipe down with paper towels before being snuck out the side gate and forced to sit on a couple of unfolded sweatshirts purloined from the trunk of Mike’s Honda Civic. The ride home? I remember shivering in the back seat while Kay held me, clinging to her, a fevered sort of lust worming its way through me. If I could have spoken, I’m fairly certain I would have asked her to make me cum again, not even caring that we’d have an audience. I recall her pushing my hands away from my cunt at least twice and covering me up with the piss soaked hem of my dress. Mike would have to air the car out or maybe buy one of those trees that you hang from the rear view mirror to chase away my fragrance. I’d have to apologize with baked goods or dinner some night. Or a blow job. Yes, that’s how far gone I was. We made it home without incident. Cindy, a little drunk, offered to help put me to bed, but Kay demurred, probably noticing the way Mike was eyeing her, his eyes. I keep an eye on Amelia as she itches and scratches then itches deeper until she is damn near clawing up her cozy sleeping onesy, I know what you need little one, I promise I'll give you the choice to just simply go to sleep, granted you might be deep in a place you have never known existed and not be ready for a game of wits and simply say no, so ya there's that but she has the option. I have never eased into a young girl who is rolling and curious as to what the sins of the body can taste like before but it reminds me of Christmas morning when I was five, exhausted, anxious, and tingly like soft snow. I kiss myself projected on top of her stripping her clothes and rubbing my hands up and down her young form as I hold kain to my smaller body he had torn apart and sensually touched my little gash. I slip out of her completely and let her think about what she is feeling right now, how is mark I wonder. In the living room I see mark under his old black lights watching a young girl.
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