I kissed him again, as his fingers opened my cunt.Again that long finger dipped into me, deeper; then two fingers invaded me.My back arched, as a thir... finger drove deep into my soaking wet cunt.But he suddenly withdrew his three fingers, leaving me empty and craving."Oh no, do not stop…! please…” I pleaded with him. I watched him as he pulled his black shirt over his head. After another quick movement pulling down his black briefs, he was totally naked.I asked him to untie my wrists, but he. "Music," the older man repeated in a firm tone."Music?" the young man's voice inquired."Oh, yes, music," the girl sighed happily. "Come on, Erik! Trust me. You want music!"She leapt from the settee and hurried to begin her chores, the first one being setting the table for breakfast. Erik followed uncertainly, feeling like an awkward boy, he paused in the kitchen's doorway and observed the older man as he stoked the coals in the stove's firebox."Bonjour, Gustave." Erik bobbed his head in. I didn't care one way or the other, but Oz was ecstatic.Saturday night she was on her personal computer for hours. I was on mine as well, but I expect we were doing different things. She was answering questions about the flash hot dog lunch, while I was trying to get off. In a house without door it would be difficult but I closed the drapes completely. It was out signal that I didn't want to be bothered.I managed to find something to stimulate my imagination. It worked out find but I felt that. Well maybe a bit more than a little intoxicated, she admitted. She did let Millhouse finger her after all.The way it happened was Millhouse had tried his usual pathetic attempt to come on her but due to the lack of inhibitions, she accepted his proposition instead of her just cutting him down. Lisa had led him out into the Simpson's backyard and up into her brother Bart's treehouse. Up there they had made out for a while as Millhouse fondled her pert breasts. Soon Lisa's desire had overcome her.