"Don't worry Adrianne; I'm not going to hurt you. I want to check you for wires."Dan turned her so that she was facing away from him and, before she k...ew what he was doing, he unzipped her dress and slipped his hands inside the dress as if looking for a wire. He moved his hands over her bra covered tits and then held her against him while he used the other hand to check for a wire between her legs. She gasped as his fingers brushed her clit. She hadn't worn panties.He pushed her away. She. He kissed her now teenage breasts one at a time. Round, soft, the size of little rice bowls. He started in little circles around each breast, working towards its nipple, making it harden. She giggled and said it tickled, slurring her speech slightly. The bear back in one hand. She tried to cover herself with her free arm, but he took her hand and kissed it repeatedly and laid it on her belly. He kissed her lips again. This time she opened her lips slightly, barely returning the kiss. He smiled. I captured her juice on my tongue and relished the honey-flavoured treat. My cock began to ache, signalling that I should get a move on. Her peach opened up and at last I could insert my tongue into her pussy lips – to be met by a surge of juice which soaked my face. I brought one finger to the charge and inserted it slowly into my girl, making sure it was completely wet and slippery from her natural discharge. I raised my head, keeping my hands occupied with her twat, until I could lick and. But, I'm not. As soon as they find out that I'm more interested in the Dow Jones and World events, than Boy Bands and keggers, I get the Poindexter label. You didn't see me that way. Hey, I know we barely know each other, but your way of looking at the world and my way are about the same. I also think you are very handsome and I am quite aware of the difference in our ages. I can't stop thinking about you Joe. I want to be with you and find out more about you, but finding the time around work.