to explore, and hopefully enact, her teenage dreams. Control your dirty thoughts, I told myself. “That’s OK”, I responded “if I have to suffer, so that you can have greater pleasure, so be it”. ” I hesitantly enquired “as I believe she likes you and is coming to terms with the fact that she wants you, although at the moment she appears reluctant to admit it”. This was the first time I had been invited for breakfast so I eagerly drank my heart out and soon gave her the first orgasm of the day. My heart was thumping and my imagination was running wild as I tried to come to terms with the possible can of worms we had just opened. “I know” she replied “that’s what’s made me so wet – I noticed a number of shadows go past but unfortunately nobody came in to see if I was OK”. “I’ll be here with my nectar plant in overdrive” she said “so hurry back and tell me his reaction”. ” he then enquired. Her eyes lit
