Jean Henderson smiled at the look of absolute horror covering her plaything’s dazzlingly red face. ?Now ask our guest to examine you?and d... it properly.? Lisa swallowed noisily and tried to clear her throat. Her mouth was so dry she could barely speak. ?P?p?please Sir w?will you check my?my knickers,? she managed to stutter, her cheeks burning with shame. The boy didn’t need any further urging but his actions revealed his nervousness. Tentatively he reached out and, with an. There was a free education involved, however, and being on the team made it a lot easier to keep my dick soaking wet for most of my 4 years.Mike had come from a town only about 80 miles from campus. His mom came to every home game and usually had one or both of his older brothers with her. My home was 350 miles away, so my parents hardly ever attended our home games, so Mike's mom usually included me in their plans, such as going for a real dinner, or or even just for some pizza. In that way. ” David informed her and she grinned back at him.“I’m going to have to try that myself tonight!” David laughed. She was suddenly conscious of feeling a bit wet between her legs and slipping her finger between them she was surprised how wet she was. She had sometimes woken up in the middle of the night feeling a bit damp between her legs but never as wet as this. David seems to notice her concern.“Don’t worry that’s quite normal. That happens to all girls.” David seemed very sure of his facts. Cobb," Kim panted. "You shouldn't touch me down there."Another shudder shook her little body when she felt his thick middle finger worming up under the crotch of her bikini. Shivering with both fear and anticipation, she could feel his fingertip easing into the hot softness of her juicy little cunt."Mmmmmmmm," she softly moaned into his mouth, feeling the wonderful friction when he started sliding his finger in and out through the warm slippery folds of her wetly glistening pussy.Then her.