(i do this every weekend)and i saw a girl, about 14 with a bathing suite that was too small for her. she saw me and came over. "hi im Amber" she said ...hi. Jeffry" i said. then she sat across of me, then i saw her hand rubbing her inner thy. she ask me "how old are you?" "13" i said "you?" "im 13 turning 14 tomorrow" "oh sweet". it was 3 minuets when i gave her a single to come with me, and she followed me. still in our bathing suites, we walked out side the pool and walked about 2km and then we. This was a completely new feeling for the both of us. We had never made love in the office chair, or any chair for that matter, and it just seemed to make the whole experience even that much more intense. I slowly pushed back into her pussy and ground my hips against her pubic bone. Moaning even louder she yelled “Fuck me baby, fuck me hard, make me cum! My wife grabbed the arms of the chair and arched her back up. At this point, I began slamming into her again and again, the chair crashing. As long as my people were safe, I was fine with that. I didn’t know if Jesus would keep his word, of course, and I didn’t know if this meant that Satan existed, but I would deal with that shortly. First things first, and with Jesus gone, I felt a new power course through my veins along with my blood. Instinctively, I understood what it meant. The presence of the powers of Heaven had partially checked or canceled out some of my nascent abilities, and now I was in my ascendancy. I also had the. Now the skirt. Black, shiny PVC. A micro-mini, zipping up the side, I pull it up over my nylon clad legs to discover it hardly covers my stocking tops. The smallest lean forward will expose my suspender clips for all to see, along with the white flesh of my upper thigh. When I pull the zip up it hugs my buttocks like a second skin, clearly showing the thin lines of the suspender straps underneath.Shoes next, lovely they are, glistening black patent leather, four inch heels which taper to.