But after I commanded her to pick one she picked some Russian movie which I never heard about. I didn’t even know a word of Russian so she explained...me the progress of the story from time to time. While the movie was progressing my hand made regular visits inside her blouse and panties. She just sat on my lap enjoying the movie and my hand-visits. This little bitch!. By the time the credits were rolling my fingers were inside her pussy. I pulled them out and put them inside her mouth to give. IV was looking all mystified. “Huh?”“Girl talk,” Beck and I said together.“Oh ... girls secrets,” said Dave. “I get it.”“What was his name?” asked Beck.“Larry,” I said quickly, and blushed again.“Gee, mom,” said Beck. “Lust much?”Let me see. I have his card. Where did I put it? Ah ... back side of the wardrobe mirror.“Be right back, kids.”“Warner, Smithson and Santiago,” announced a friendly female voice.Warner ... Larry ... the Supreme Court attorney. Ooh. Smithson ... Walter... the obese one.. This time there were no unwanted knickers to bar the way and I tensed sharply as his descending fingertips found the base of my slit from behind for a second time. Only twice before had I ever felt a boy’s fingers on my vulva. Something within me warned that I was about to enter unfamiliar territory, but whatever had made me run from it in the past was now simply not there. I was a different girl. I wanted this to happen. Nervously, I opened my legs a tiny bit. Jakes’ finger slipped confidently. Evidently Camilla had the same thought. "But the first night?" she said, arching her eyebrows."Hey, girl, he's only here 'til Sunday," Marilyn pointed out. "Why waste time?"I was finding the dialogue fascinating, but about then an elevator opened and an obviously freshly showered Sam hurried out. "Hi, everyone, sorry I'm late." He carefully avoided looking at Marilyn which she immediately noticed."It's OK, Sammy, they know," she said, walking over and grabbing his arm possessively. "Let's go,.