“No . . . Mom says I have to wait until I am 16, which I don’t think is very fair.” “Bet you are interested in learning what to do with boys on dates, aren’t you?” "Yeah . . . I think about that stuff a lot . . ." Mesmerized at the sight of the Tailor grown man's balls, I try to answer his questions. "I don't know, Mr. Miller. Boys are just so immature. But some of them I kinda like..." I rub my cunny some more, kinda pushing the bathing suit into my little slit. He shifts his left thigh further to the left, giving me a clearer view of what he has in his shorts. I let out a little gasp as Mr. Miller's cock and balls are now completely exposed. I slide my hand up the side of my bathing suit and push my finger in. I'm getting so hot at the sight of Mr. Miller seemingly unknowingly exposing himself, that my cunny has gotten very wet. "Tell me more, Katie. What do you like about these boys?" His cock is getting engorged, master and getting harder and harder. "I used to hate boys. All of them. But some of them have begun to be nice . . . and I kinda enjoy them looking at me.” Mr. Miller's cock is now completely hard, and much larger than I ever imagined a grown-up’s cock would be . . . and it is starting to ooze some clear liquid at the slit. I began to indian fantasize about guys out loud as I continued: "When I went to Billy's birthday party last Saturday, I was wearing this bathing suit, plus the top part of course and the boys were wearing swim trunks. Some of them were . . . bigger than others." Mr. Miller takes a deep breath. "That pink bathing suit looks very good on you, Katie . . . at least the bottoms. But . . . what do you mean when you said some were bigger than others?" "Some boys seem to have more in their bathing suits than others. Just like some of the older girls had bigger, you know, breasts." I stop and think . . . ‘How did Mr. Miller know I was wearing my pink bathing suit?’ "Did you play with boys while you were in the pool?" His cock is now bobbing up and down, pulsing with a raging hardon. I slide my finger into my cunny, playing with myself some more. "No, Mr. Miller. I've never played with anyone." That left Dakota and I all alone in the playroom. I cautiously move a file and the pen holder on the desk to give me some room... checking for any negative reaction from you. Deepti smiled serenely, “All of the public areas are on screen so Tailor if you... indulge in public then you may be watched, also some enjoy being watched in their villa so you have the option to enable your camera if you wish.” Seeing the look of slight concern on Deanne’s face, Deepti went on, “all cameras are disabled by default on entering the room so it is always your choice to enable them.” Then I gasped as Karissa leaned over and sucked on my nipple. “Hey…” Phil started again, getting jeff to raise his eyes from the screen. About a hour after indian I sat on my bed I heard the foot steps coming down the hall, walking out my door the fighter carrying a tray of food stopped and stood at attention. Of course we should stop. Jeni laughed at her own joke, not really paying attention to Grace's wan smile. Well, now you can make pictures, you can draw statues and figurines, and I’ll get you more stuff later so that you can make whatever you want.” The girls didn’t quite understand. “I want to show them to management, but I also want to keep them for myself. "Who's next?" I could feel his knot banging against my ass cheeks, but thought "no fucking way he’s gonna knot my ass." The black suspender belt was thin and lacy round her waist. Each seeing something in the other that had not been there before, or maybe it had, but we were unwilling or unable to master express it, until now. My arm brushed her breast, I own I felt her teat stiffen. “You can spank me for as long as you want,” she said firmly, “and if you break me, you can fuck me right there on stage.” She waited for his gasp and gulp to subside and then added, “... and if I cum you can fuck me in the ass.” slid over Faith's wet skin, around and under her breasts, briefly touching want you to fuck me blind.. “Oh Wow!” was all I could say. He drew up the satin skirt. She wiggled it at me and giggled as she walked away from me. And then I did something that I never thought that I would do in a million years. The light from the dying embers of our fire painted the interior of the tent with a sexy, warm rose-colored glow.