. opening my legs for him. His hands explore higher and still higher up my inner thigh. Secretly . . . this is driving me crazy.“You’re so wet . ..... young lady,” he says and then runs a finger along my pussy lips through my leggings, making me moan in pleasure. I must have soaked through my second pair of panties and my leggings too. I just can’t control myself around Mr. Johnson.“More!” I moan to him softly . . . needing his hands on my sensitive opening. He responds by again massaging my. .. different. The more Ithought about it, the more I wanted to do it, but I didn't want him to seehow I was feeling. I mean just because he wasn't like a man in the way myex had been didn't mean that I fully trusted him not to be the same kind ofbastard. But as I sat there I finally decided I had to try it.Nochalantly I asked him, "What did it feel like, I mean, when you were me?With, you know, a ..." A DICK?" he said loudly with a big grin on his face.The bastard knew he was embarrassing me,. I was on my way one Friday night to" the corner "as we called it .The place where our crowd hung out.Two guys I knew from another street stopped me.They said one of there buddies was turning 16 and still a virgin and they needed my help to get him layed.I said" what do you want from me". "Well you are the perfect girl for the job" they said.I wanted to know who he was .He was this skinny,long hair,goofey k**.He was a nice k**.After some begging and pleading I agreed.I asked where we were going. Sliding his hand under the swimsuit he felt the folds of her pussy, he didn’t stop until he reached the opening of her vagina. But instead of entering he decided to tease her a little bit too, gliding his middle finger up along her slit. He pulled the bikini to the side and took in the spectacular view before him, which he could tell was wet from him exciting her. Ms. Centeno spread her legs even further and Derek knew what he needed to do. He licked his middle finger and slowly worked inside.