He sat behind the desk and I say as if at an interview. He had coffee made and offered me some which I gladly took to break the ice. We exchanged smal... talk and before I knew it I was two cups of coffee down and had to run to the bathroom. Mark pointed it out and off I went. Thankful for the break, I returned to the office to find only a note tapped to the chair I was sitting in. It read, Rita you are just as you described yourself. I find you interesting and would like to know more. If you are. SHE TURNS AROUND , HER BACK IS TO ME , I PUT MY HANDS AROUND HER WAIST AND START KISSING HER NECK AND SOON HER FACE AND THEN SHE TURNES HER HEAD AND WE START KISSING FULLY, I MOVE MY HANDS UP TO HER BREASTS, W-O-W , DOES SHE HAVE NICE BREASTS, I HOLD THEM IN MY HAND AND START SQUEEZING THEM , HARDER AND HARDER, SHE STARTS MOANING AND THEN SHE FULLY TURNS AROUND, SUDDENLY WITHOUT THINKING I SHOVE HER AGAINST THE WALL AND STICK MY COCK RIGHT UP HER CUNT, SHE SCREAMS AND SCREAMS, AND I POUND. I also wanted them to describe how it felt and how they would like a boy to do it to them with his fingers. Hell, I needed the education after all!Guiding each other, the girls twirled their fingers around the outside edges of their slits and teased themselves along the way. Eventually, they each traced one finger through the furrow of the slit and penetrated slightly to moisten the finger. They were each showing the other, while learning as well. I watched but, for some reason, I held off on. While he kissed her, she had been acutely aware of her breasts pushing against the hard muscles of his chest. Marcie immediately hugged her tight and kissed her on her cheek. "Think about it," she whispered into Meg's ear. Steve held her coat for her as she slipped into it. She was still blushing furiously as she walked down the steps to her vehicle.As she drove down the mountain, she could feel her wet panties clinging to her, and she couldn't seem to get her mind off remembering Steve and.