I listened to her talk and focused my attention on the pendant as she sat upright and slowly moved up and down. There was a look of contentment on her...face as she babbled, incoherently, about nothing in particular. From what I could pick up, she was telling herself that she was exercising her privilege and that she was going to make it last as long as she wanted. As far as she was concerned, my cock belonged to her, and she didn't plan to give it up until Sunday, and then only as long as we. ”My cock immediately got hard as a rock with the thought of actually having sex with the cutest, most darling teenager I'd ever met; a teenager who was sitting right beside me. I wanted to rub my cock so bad that I almost did it without thinking. What I wanted was for Terry to suck me off or at least to give me a hand-job.“What? Do you know what you’re saying, Terry?”“I do…and I’ve been thinking about it, and you, for a long time. I want you to teach me everything.”We were looking into each. She mumbled words to the effect that I shouldn’t, but made no attempt to stop me, the wicked girl. I rolled and fondled her firm bosom, pulling it free of her blouse while I kissed her on her plump red lips. She closed her eyes, as if by so doing she could pretend that nothing was amiss, and I took the opportunity to pull up her rough woollen skirt, exposing her fat peasant legs and firm thighs. I insinuated my hand up further and was not surprised to discover that she wore no lower. The girl caught his gaze.“Hi. What floor do you need?”“The 58th. How about you?” He started to check her out more detailed.“Wow, forty more floors. Will talk?”“Nah, I’m fine. Don’t feel like it. Just terrible day.”“Yeah, I hear you. Same here. There are good days and there days like this one.”He noticed how girl started to check him out, paying more attention to the area where his dick was.“Do you think it’s quite awkward, the way you look at me?” For some reason he forgot that he did just the.