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So Lisa would wake up from an erotic dream, and happily stroke herself from one orgasm to the next, without ever realizing what an "orgasm" was. Lisa only knew that whenever she "played with herself," it gave her these incredibly wonderful--and uniquely pleasurable--sensations that she would always mature look forward to experiencing, over and over again. And just like other normal healthy girls her age, Lisa absolutely loved to stick her fingers up into her own vagina, whenever she was masturbating. She thoroughly enjoyed the MILF feeling of having at least two of her held-together fingers 720p inserted up into her vagina, as she was instinctively stimulating her G-spot with her fingertips. Whenever Lisa was playing with herself like that, she would always automatically tend to keep her eyes closed, while she vividly fantasized about what it would be like for her to actually have sex with a guy in real life. At her mother's insistence, Lisa was home-schooled. This meant that she never got to take the standard sex education classes offered by the public school system where she lived. And that was the main reason why she was so naive about anything having to do with "the birds and the bees." Instead, Lisa had gotten almost all the information that she knew about the subjects of "sex" and "lovemaking" from her best friend, Sharon, who was also 18 years old. Of course, this wasn't exactly the ideal way for a girl her age to get that kind of information. In certain aspects, it was like the blind leading the blind. Nevertheless, what Lisa found herself fantasizing about a lot lately, teen was a thing called "fucking." She and her best friend, Sharon, had gone to the local zoo together last month, and they had witnessed two lions copulating. The female had crouched down on her stomach, and the male lion had approached her from behind, and was looming over her, as he repeatedly bit at the back of her neck. Lisa had said, "Oh look, Sharon, those two lions are fighting each other." And Sharon had replied, "They're not fighting, Lisa. They're fucking." Sharon had seen the confused look on Lisa's face, and she added, "Oh, come on, you know...they're making baby lions." "But look at him biting that poor lioness on the neck. She doesn't seem very pleased about what's going on. Are you sure they're not fighting?" "Believe me, Lisa, I'm positive that those two lions are fucking right now. Look at their back-ends. She's got her tail pulled over to one side. And see how the male lion's got his wiener stuck into her pussy?" "Yeah, but what's he doing to her?" "I already told you, silly. He's getting her pregnant, so she can have babies. All mammals fuck." "Do people fuck too?" "Are you serious?" I can’t pull my eyes away. Had I done the wrong thing? No love passed teen between the three of us only animal thrusts and groans. I began to think about Roger’s letter 720p regarding the Russian syndicate. "Because her friends?" “Your mother will be home in a few days. But other than me knowing that the hairy "thing" down between my legs was called a "pussy" (by the way, I learned that term from some of the more vulgar boys at my school), and that my pussy had bled once a month like clockwork ever since I was 11 years old (just for the record, my very first menstrual period scared the crap out of me!--and it also made me mature a huge fan of tampons), and that the "thing" down between Freddy's legs was called a "dick" or a "penis," and that a guy's normally-flaccid penis could "grow" and become very stiff (I had seen my fair share of unplanned "tent poles" poking out at the front of boys' swimsuit crotches at the swimming pool from time to time), I really didn't know too much more than that about sex. I was remembering how Danny G, two years older than me, had done that so long ago. The whole evening began with an unplanned meeting at the restaurant then became intimate in the room. It felt incredible; but not to Rachel she felt disgusted with herself. He lubed up his hand again, and with his other hand pushing on my thigh, he gently rubbed my asshole. “Can I help you?” he asked incredulously. We all climbed into the waiting limos, drivers holding doors open for the group. MILF She kept jacking her lower body on to his chest. I copied her. The end result was a tray that could hold drinks without her holding onto it. The girls split up, Melissa and Erin checking Erin's room while Molly went to Felicia's room. “You seem to have your finger on the pulse of this place. Me and that big man, both of us covered in sawdust, dressed in ugly winter work clothes. My head swirled as I stared up at his blue eyes.