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Have you thought of a trigger word?” “Err no, not yet.” “Well pick a word that is not in everyday use. You don’t want to orgasm in the middle of an everyday conversation.” “Hmm, good point I said as I swung my feet round and off the sofa then pulled myself up to sit like I originally was.” “How about ‘hypnosis’? “ I said.
It was a black tank top and red lace bra very visible in the cleavage and on the shoulder, red silk and lace Brazilian style panties and a very tight pair of blue jeans that would stop traffic. We all sat down to the meal that the chefs prepared. Mom bucked, her big tits heaving together. "It does. My eyes felt like they were going to pop out of my head from the pressure of me puking my brains out! She was dismayed when she realized the vehicle’s headlights didn’t work. We fell in love. I asked.
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I grinned at the back of her disappearing head and hopped out of bed. I couldn’t wait to get over there and plan out a day of mischief with Sarah, we had been friends since the 2nd grade when I moved into her little rural neighbourhood. My little feet softly padded across the plush carpet as I crossed my room to my closet. I quickly pulled out a pair of daisy duke shorts and white tank top, pulling them on, I eyed myself off in the mirror when I was done. My big green eyes were sparkling today and I was enjoying how the tops fabric clung to my budding c cups. My nipples were that sensitive I decided to go braless, I haven’t worn panties since I learned I had a choice and I loved these shorts but I even I had to admit over the many years I had owned them they had gotten a little on the too short side, but they were so comfortable and I loved the way my tight little ass peaked out from under the hem. I shrugged at my reflection, I was only going next door there was no call for modesty. Satisfied I reached up to tug my hair out of its sleep ponytail. My long blonde hair tumbled down my back and reached my hips. Quickly tugging a brush through it I padded to the kitchen and grabbed some fruit toast from the cooling rack, munching away on my toast happily I quickly glanced around the house making sure I had everything and headed out the door, pausing only to slip into my boots and lock up the house behind me. As I wandered along the road to next door I felt my shorts ride up and the rough denim start rubbing against my bald little slit. I moaned slightly as I became wetter, even at my young age I was no stranger to getting myself off. I didn’t bother to adjust them and continued to enjoy the sensations wandering up to Sarah’s gate and letting myself in. Walking up the short winding path I got to the front door, raising my fist to knock I paused hearing a loud bang come from the large shed next to the house. Curiosity got the best of me and I padded towards it, a cool breeze wrapping around my petite little body causing my nipples to stiffen. As I approached the large metal door I heard violent cursing followed by the sound of metal being kicked, I giggled and pushed open the door to see Bill in the midst of a box of fallen grapes and a tipped metal shipping container. My head suddenly flooded with everyone’s warnings when I spotted he was in the shed alone but the throbbing in my pussy seemed to urge me forward. I saw that the other girl was on her back with her legs over by her shoulders with the man pounding into her pussy. Drivas asked not certain it was him. I could have flagged it as inappropriate. When she poked one specific spot I jumped. "Okay," she said, "but what really happened?" “I could tell you’re different.