I find my hands roaming over her little thighs and ass, making my way to her pussy as she turns a bit sideways to allow me access. I massage the outs...de for a moment, then manage to ease a finger in despite being underwater. She squeals with delight. As much as I'm enjoying those pointy tits, I want to taste her pussy. I pick her up and set her little body up on the edge of the tub. I notice that by this time Bob is also sitting on the edge, my wife now naked and bobbing her head up and. ??I don?t think you understand,? Pickeringsaid slowly.? ?These women aren?t beingforced into this program, they?re volunteers.?Vanderbilt snorted.??Hell, what women wouldn?t volunteer for it if the only other choice wasjail?? But volunteering ain?t the same aswanting to be here, and I betcha they still don?t have a clue what they?re infor.? Not til they get here at least.??I don?t think you understand,? Pickeringsaid, even more slowly.? ?It?s notsupposed to be a vacation.? It?s justsupposed to. See for yourself.”She handed you a small book that you were very familiar with called Peter Pan, and when you opened the book you excepted to read heroic tales of flying children and see sweet illustrations of a little girl at a window, but instead…“Wow,” you whistle, unable to help yourself, “Wendy’s hit puberty in a big way…”The creature glared at the book distastefully as you skimmed through a few more chapters, reading about, not boys, but men on a strange island being explored by a very. I asked her what that was, being an innocent young teenager lacking any of that knowledge. She said, "You know, like a wet dream?" Confused, I said, "what do you mean?" She had me put the magizine aside and then she placed her hand on my crotch, moving it gently back and forth. I did not know what she was up to, but whatever it was it felt good as I blushed a bit. She said she would show me how to masturbate and put her hand inside of the pajama bottom and placed her hand around my.