"There, there, it's ok, baby girl. Mommy didn't mean to hurt you."Oh my God! I was actually crying! Sniffling, I said, "No, you didn't; Ireally did en...oy it."She pushed me back and looking into my eyes, smiled. "Yes, I can seethat. Lay back down across my lap." I did and I felt her squirt somethingcool across my bottom and start rubbing it in. I hissed a little as Idrew in a deep breath. "Hush, it's ok, baby Tonya. It's just an arnicagel; it'll help with the bruising and rubbing your cute. Two of the girls were college girls that I didn't know, Freida Muller was a senior at my high school. She was my mother's first star pupil. She had been taking lessons at a different studio for about ten years. She had taken one class from my mom before Agnes saw her, and brought her into her advanced dance program. Trudie was the fourth girl. Next to the other three girls, she looked very young. She noticed me looking at her while the girls were warming up, and she waved to me. I waved back.My. Der knappe Jeansmini sass hauteng und ich sah, einen hellen Tanga zwischen ihren Schenkeln blitzen.Eigentlich stand ich ja nicht so auf blond, deswegen hatte meine Helga ja auch brünettes Haar, das sie für meinen Geschmack aber etwas zu kurz schneiden lies! Dieses junge Mädchen allerdings hatte langes blondes Haar, das zu einem seitlichen Zopf gebunden war und an einem Ohrläppchen baumelte ein rosafarbender Ohring, der aussah wie ein kleines Kätzchen. Wie gesagt, rein von der Haarfarbe war sie. ” She slowly started moving her hand up and down my cock, stroking it with the softest hands I had ever felt, and I began to harden quickly. As she did this, her other hand reached behind her and untied the string holding her dress. I let her continue to stroke my cock and allowed her to make every move. Helen let go of my cock, but for a moment, as she dropped the dress to the floor. She was wearing a petticoat and camisole underneath and began removal of those items with haste. Finally, she.