Nobody's suspicions should be prematurely aroused.She had also been required to keep her contact with Binta to the bare minimum, and they were instruc...ed never to use any intermediaries, however apparently trustworthy. This was to protect their friends in the inevitable interrogations which would follow when it was discovered that Ana had absconded. Those few contacts Ana had with Binta were kept as brief as possible, and their main purpose was to arrange where they should meet, which was why. Her hand slid down across my belly towards my trimmed bush. Wishes cupped her hand over my pussy and pressing down onto it gently massaged my hot puss. The heel of her palm was pressed firmly down trapping my clit under my labia and rubbing my moist lips over it’s sensitive tissue. I groaned when Wishes slid a finger through my moist channel before slipping inside of me.“Oh, yes baby, that feels so good.” I breathed as another finger joined the first.I moaned loudly as Wishes fingers fucked me,. “Maybe I shoulda wore a dress?”“Wow!” Greg blurted out. “You are so pretty!”Frida managed, for a second, to almost look bashful.“Thank you.”“So, um...” the boy started over, “what do you want to do? I mean, I know what we want to do, but I mean, um ... how much do ... er ... I sound like an idiot.”“No,” the fourteen year old girl told him. “Not like an idiot, just like you’re nervous as a pig.”Now it was Greg’s turn to giggle. “I didn’t know pigs could get this nervous.”“OK this is what I want. .. like... did I make you get that hot feeling, like I do?" Yes, Coleen... that hot feeling is called cumming. Do you want me to make you cum?" Yeah... I'd like that." And she tilted her shapely hips, pushing her soft, wet nest against his hand. "Will I do that too? You know. Shoot stuff outa me? Like, when I'm older? Like, when I come?" I don't think so, Coleen. It's just guys that do that." And he rubbed and probed the pulpy wetness of her juvenile twat, learning as he did so, what seemed to.