“For squirting?” I asked, shocked. I can’t imagine what my face looked like, but I’m sure it was full of awe and shock. Sex Weather by shock or disgust, she fell backwards and I was able to pass through the doorway and run up to her room. It was only natural that when I left for college we would keep in touch. I then lowered myself and spread her lips with my other hand, so I could get a better view of my fingers sliding in and out of her. I spread her nether lips and touched her, stroking the wet center. I ached for her in the weirdest of ways. I let her go and we made our way back to my car. I bent down and licked it. Through it I could see her tiny pink slit, wet and waiting. She turned her head away and I cupped her cheek and brought her back, then kissed her once more. Then, while hanging out at her house on Christmas break during my sophomore year of college, I finally came out to her.
