Do you understand?"I got a bit of a response and knew he was recovering. Lusa took one hand at my urging and I took his other and we walked to the oth...r side of the park to find a taxi. Five minutes later we were coming to the gates of the park when seven boys aged about fourteen or so entered. The first one stopped and held out his arms to stop the rest of his friends. I knew we were in trouble now. They wanted Lusa and for a while wanted me till the leader saw that I was probably male. This. (Yes, to me.)I didn't know enough about girls to know that vaginal orgasms differ from clitoral ones, but Lynda convinced me that they do, and despite the pain she might suffer, I got a condom and we made it in my room after school one day.I made Lynda promise to let me do oral first, so at least she'd be as hot as a firecracker before the big moment.Since I was gonna screw, I didn't need a hummer, so after going down on Lynda, I moved into position and rolled on this condom.My penis was so. I grabbed the bag and led her to the bedroom and laid down on my bed. I simply said, “Let’s see if you remember how to please a woman.” She crawled onto the bed and between my legs. I opened a little wider as she began licking on my pussy lips. She was so tender and focused. She licked, nibbled, and teased. This luxuriously slow paced pleasing went on for minutes. When she had me near the brink she slid a finger inside my eager hole. A couple of minutes of slow fingering and concentrated. She started to cry, quietly, defeated. She knew what was going to happen. And then the feeling started building between her legs.When Mr. Jones had Rosie straddling his knees, he reached under her ass and hiked her skirt up far enough that her bare pussy was pressing against his pant legs. Rosie shifted uncomfortably, feeling herself getting warmer. She knew Mr. Jones could feel it, too, because he took a moment to run a finger ever so lightly along her slit before he pulled his hand out.