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She cut me off by saying Just tell me to fuck him and I will. I glanced around to see if she where overheard by anyone. She could tell I was extremely...uneasy about her talking that way. She leaned in closer and said you are making my pussy wet by wanting me to fuck that guy. I said I never said I wanted you to make love to him. She said I would never make love to him, I felt relieved ,untill she said I would fuck him but no love would be involved. Then she said since I'm wearing this short. ..you know."Amy cocked her head to the side, "No, I don't know. Enlighten me, please. For a doctor to be, you're not being very eloquent or coherent." Come on, Amy. You know what I'm talking about. You guys look like you're...like you're..." She exhaled loudly before going straight out, "like you're more than friends." What do you mean? What more can we be?" Amy was truly at a loss; her naiveté apparently getting the better of her."Amy, you can't be that innocent, can you?" At the blank look on. With her free hand, she reached down between her own legs and applied her soft touch to an area that needed touching and then she seemed lost in a world of her own. I pushed my finger up her little slit, separating her two sparsely covered hair lined lips until it came to rest on her hooded knob. She jerked her hips down into the bed as a reaction to my touch. Her eyes were tightly closed as she made a face and let out a yelp. But when I touched it again, she just pushed up with her hips as she. It was only shortly after that I experience my first taste of sex that may have shaped out my future."Grab 'er," some boy shouted and I was grabbed from behind.I had been walking home across the fields and I had spied a group of guys and as they got closer I recognised them from my own school. They were much older and therefore way out of my league, it didn't stop me looking and fantasising though. I felt hard hands on my shoulders and I was pushed up against a large tree."I know 'er," said one.
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