The fact that she liked black best of all and always wore a silver cross around her pretty neck didn't make her a freak like the druggies over on Miss...on. Her parents had pretty much disowned her ever since the accident with the fire at the day-care center. No matter how much she protested her innocence and pleaded with them to give her another chance, they insisted she find her own accommodations and make her own way in life. She had thought her father would be more understanding because she. To her this shouldn’t be a big deal. I stuck my hand between her legs. Oh god it was so wet. Without asking I started rubbing.She looked at me and demanded to know what I was doing. I smiled and said, “I thought it was quite obvious. Do you want me to stop?”She didn’t respond and I continued rubbing. Her eyes rolled back. She started moaning really loud. I took off her skirt. Removed her soaked panties. Started licking her wet pussy, I stopped for a second to take off my jeans, so I could rub. I turned to her friend and introduced myself to them both. Valeria's friend is named Amelia. Unusual name in today's society, but I found out she is also a very unusual woman. She is 36. Slight build, with virtually no tits - but a nice flair to hips and ass. Reddish brown hair topped off a very cute face.We chatted for a bit, and the bartender came over for orders. I ordered a round of a nice dark, thick ale. We were served, and I proposed a toast. We toasted to life - love - friendship - and,. I used to go to a nightclub with mixed sex toilets, one of the cubicles had a crack in the joining wall where you could just see through a crack to catch glimpses at first and eventually when i worked out the positions get incredible views of the girls in the club a lot of which i knew lifting up their skirts or pulling down their trousers to expose their young pussies and asses. I had no interest in the peeing etc, but it was a way of seeing these girls exposed and i still find it obscenely.