While we engaged into another kiss, she calmly slid her body over my lap. She held my shoulders, our kiss lasting for just a few moments more. She bro...e away and looked at me with a playful grin. ‘What about me? Do you think I’ve grown, too?’ ‘Uh, yes, definitely,’ I replied with a smirk. ‘You used to be ‘pencil girl.’ Now you’re all grown and … you look amazing. Puberty did some very good things to you.’ She softly giggled, leaning in closer to me. ‘You know what I’d like?’ her voice lowered. He quickly closed the door before anyone could see, and stood watching as the girl massaged her pert breasts."I hate wearing a bra," she told Anthony as she slipped out of her shorts, standing before him completely naked."Panties too?" he asked. Her bush was a dark brown, and Anthony was only mildly disappointed to find out the girl was not a natural blonde."I hate panties," she answered as she spun around. "Where's the shower?" Anthony pointed to the tiny cubicle, sighing as the girl bent down. Fred joined us at breakfast. He was pleasant, but he didn’t really participate that much into the conversation going on around the table.Fred quietly pointed to his watch reminding us of our time to head to the Realtor. As we all piled back into the limo, Fred began heading to the real estate office. Jill sat next to me, with Dakota and Tina across from us.The drive was expected to take about a half an hour as we were traveling through late morning traffic. When we arrived at the office, only. With one more, I slide my toy out. My pussy feels used and abused. I fucking love it. I suck on my toy, taking it as deep as I can, and take a photo. I send it to Chris, with a message about how I wish he would have fucked me on my table. He sends me back a text, telling me he had the same idea. Attached with the message is a photo of his cock. It’s thick, hard and dripping with pre-cum. It’s incredibly sexy, and all I want to do is suck on him. I haven’t felt this wound up in a long time. Not.