It was alreadypositioned at a latitude that brought it easily up between her legs. When Shanasaw the piston move, she sat up again, hysterical, franti...ally clamping herthighs together, as she finally realized what the piston was for and why shewasn't allowed any panties underneath her little skirt. "No, no, no, no!" she shrieked, shaking her head,as if trying to will a halt to the piston's advance. She pushed against it withall her might, but the hydraulics were relentless, and the belt across. It was so nasty and so bloody fantastic. I was hoping someone would see us but no-one did. That would have been so crazy.Saturday afternoon we drove to Barry and Marsha’s house. We got there about 6pm. Had drinks and then dinner. All very civilised. Of course we all knew what would happen later. I was hard as soon as we arrived. Joy had packed her underwear in her bag and when we arrived Marsha had on skirt and top that left nothing to the imagination. It was a toss-up those nipples were the. " I close my legs together looking around,because I have to pee."Okay I bet I can beat you Robin and Karen to see who can finish theirdrink the fastest," as they hold their Lemmon aid glasses, and is handingme a full one."Or are you a baby hahaha. I bet I can beat the big eleven year old boywho is dressed like a girl hahaha," I hear her teasing me. "Come on allthree of us race."I know I'm going to regret this but I'm already dressed like a girl sowhat else could be worse. "Okay you're only nine. She was a natural blonde all right. She either didn't have a lot of hair down there or she did a great job of trimming. I dove right into her pussy and gave it a tongue bath. When I wasn't buried in her pussy I took her clit in my mouth and sucked gently on it or just softly brushed it with my tongue. It was a good thing that the house was old and the windows weren't open because when she wasn't moaning she was screaming out her orgasms. And I don't mean little bitty screams. These were full.