Just let me get dressed,” Stephanie pleaded.Stephanie attempted to stand up but nearly fell back over as another wave of pleasure washed over her.�...Oh fuck, oh… hey… pussy of mine you… you have to stop licking yourself if you expect me to walk,” Stephanie stuttered as she squeezed her legs together under her to no avail.“Mmmmm, so sorry I’m so worked up. Why don’t we cum first,” Her pussy seductively said as it resumed licking itself inside and out. “Ah, fuck. Sure, why not?” Stephanie gave in. Once there, she guided him to the bed before climbing on, lying on her back, placing a pillow under her butt and spreading her thighs invitingly.Dave knew that it meant she wasn't quite ready for penetration yet, so he began kissing and caressing her thighs, working his way towards her pussy very slowly before finally attacking it the way she taught him to. His tongue did its thing while he also stuck in a pair of fingers, stimulating her G-spot while at the same time widening the pussy to. I felt deliciously wicked and wanton, a true teenage vamp, andit excited me deeply. The house across the street belonged to oldmr.Blenkinsop who was the retired librarian of the local highschool ofwhom it was rumoured that he was a bit of a Don Juan. And although I knewthat there was no way someone would clock me as anything but a verypretty girl once dressed up, he may of course still make the link withthe fair boy across the street who lived with his glamorous aunt. Forsome reason that didn't. A brick structure in a remote village was unheard of in Convey. Yet, we wanted the building to be productive for many years and that required bricks and mortar. Derwen had spent a large sum gathering the materials and the skilled workers required for a faster construction schedule. We housed the masons in a guest house on the estate and had arranged servants for them, which made their stay a pleasant one. One of Derwen's guiding principles was to keep people who worked for her happy.She had.