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She shook her head, realizing Jeni wasn't a slut. At least not consciously. Grace's mood sobered as she realized that, after nearly two summers of swim camp, this had been the first day she could remember being aroused. She wasn't a sex fiend, but Grace wasn't above a little masturbation now and again -- but she hadn't used her slimline vibrator at all last year, and hadn't even packed it this summer. And it wasn't just her. She'd never heard even a rumor once of any of the hookups, late-night rendezvous, catfighting, or other drama that colored the rest of the year or her summers during high school. Perversely, Grace's train of thought just made her more aware of her heightened state of arousal. She eyed Jeni and thought of slinking into the bathroom or waiting until after dinner, but she was increasingly curious about the limits of the selective blindness around her. She stroked herself again. "So, what do you know about Jillian's tattoo?" It wasn't hard to keep Jeni talking, and Grace spoke just enough to keep the other girl's attention from wandering away. The majority of her concentration focused on the needy pearl nestled between her spread thighs. It felt so bad to be exposing herself this way, not only showing her most private areas to Jeni, but exciting herself with increasing vigor. Grace told herself that she wasn't a slut, and that she wasn't doing anything wrong. Jeni hadn't noticed anything. And anyway, everybody jilled off, didn't they? Her eyes lost focus, making it easier to imagine it was Wade watching her, instead of Jeni. Not that she'd have the guts to do this in front of him, or any other guy. Not in a million years, not in real life. But in fetish a fantasy? Grace's release moved closer, oh so close, almost there, and her left hand twisted and plucked a nipple. Her breasts heaved, lungs pumping like she'd just done a 50 meter sprint. Oh God, just a little more and she'd cum like a slut right in front of Jeni, not really a slut but needing to cum so bad and her fingers were soaked, sliding in and out of her the same way Wade's cock would and fuck it would feel good for him to fill her up, but his cock couldn't tickle her clit the way her fingers could -- Grace moaned helplessly -- but a tongue could, a tongue could get her off, lick her over that precipice beneath her feet, tease the nectar that was leaking from her body. Grace's knees gave way and she sagged to the floor. Her knees splayed, the way they would if they were trapping that tongue inside her -- not for long, not for blonde much longer now, oh G-g-g-god she was so close and she was panting, and Wade could just push his cock oral between her lips and she'd have to take him, have to swallow -- uh uh uh -- his juice, just like the girl beneath her, the girl whose lips had fastened about her nubbin and were sucking it against a worming tongue and Hardcore fuck oh fuck oh fuck she was falling over the edge, like Wade's jism was falling on their writhing bodies as he came at the sight of Coach Rod feeding his monster into Grace's mouth and it would split her and his sweet spunk was already spilling down her chin but she couldn't resist it and he was just using her like the slu-u-u-ut she... The teen redhead bucked and spasmed against the base of the dresser, riding her fingers and fractured thoughts to the best solo orgasm of her life. What the fuck? Grace wondered, floating on endorphins but confused by the unexpected turn of her thoughts. "Are you coming down with a cold?" asked Jeni. From this point forward, Brenda will serve as quartermaster and Hardcore colony's First Sergeant," Sheila announced to a chorus of whoops and cheers, mine included. Reluctantly pulling fetish her lover’s fingers away from their wicked tweaking of her nipples, she pressed the dagger gently but firmly into her hand, guiding the point into her own soft belly. He took a teen couple of pills and crushed them into the bowl and mixed it in. I had no idea what he was adding in. Thank blonde you Master." I was about to follow her, oral in an attempt to compare the prices, when I stopped. I set the phone down on the bunk so Sandy could watch her slut stepdaughter sucking Barney off. “I had no idea.” and let's say I was surprised at what popped up." I hold the chair out for Sharon and seat myself next to her but not before she gently grabs my hand and kisses me. I respond in kind. It will not happen tomorrow son, but it could be soon. He would at first not know what do. Chapter 8