Brea is thinking the same things as she dances. She can see her mother licking her lips and pressing her hands to her thighs to try to control her lus.... These moves only make Brea more determined to force her mother to lose control.Brea begins to caress her breasts through her shirt, breathing heavily while she pinches her own nipples. Then, as slowly as she can, she begins to raise her shirt. Higher and higher it rises, until at last her nipples are peeking from inside the lace of her bra. The. ” she said. The man across from her looked to be thinking.“You know, just maybe we could do something along those lines to entice a woman, indirectly, to consider him. And, yes, even a woman who was handicapped,” he said.“You’re a doctor, and you do know that guy at the VA and stuff,” she said. He was nodding.“Yes, I am, and yes, I do,” he said. “I’ll look into it.”“She actually had a date with you!” I said. “Did you have fun?”“You could say that, if telling her I didn’t like her anymore could. Sometimes people make stupid mistakes because of sex; it’s not your fault Brit.” The crying has subdued enough for her to respond, “I should have just had sex with him. We both love each other, and this would have never hap”----“Damn it Brittney! Don’t do that. You were right to wait, you still are. He had a choice between having love and waiting for sex, or having sex and throwing away love. He chose wrong. You just need to focus on your last couple of months of school, avoid him, and get out. Without a word, her back arched as she tossed her head back and I sucked and played with her firm nipple, my finger still exploring her pussy, rubbing her wet clit in circular movements. I could hardly believe the situation I had now found myself in, and my head was in a whirl. Here I was, stood on a Welsh hillside with a naked, horny teenage girl, sucking her breasts and fingering her dripping wet pussy!As I continued rubbing her clitoris, I could no longer resist kissing her elegant neck as.