“I told him yes, I did think that, but then you were going to a party, so I thought that there was no harm in me going to one either.”“Which was...true,” I said, “so why didn’t you tell me?”“I don’t know,” she replied, “I think probably because what you were going to was a family party, in someone’s back yard, with parents and lots of other kids the same age.”“Actually the girls that would have been attractive were all about three or four years older than me,” I interjected, “but go on.”“So I was. ‘Fuck your little cock slut, Brent. Make her feel it!’ By now the bat was in at least 6-inches. Sierra’s pussy lips were red and stretched to the max. She rubbed her clit hard and started the rhythmic stroking in and out with the bat. A large wet spot formed on the sofa cushion. ‘Fuck, yeah! If only there was a girl sitting on my face, too! Oh! Oh! Oh, fuck!’ That thought sent her over the edge. Her body bucked and jerked as her orgasm hit hard. The bat fell onto the floor with a loud thud.. " Ruan...Ruan Morgan. Although I don t suppose you know him, or where I might find him?" The name brings the other man over, his eyes flashing recognition in their pale depths. "A friend of Ruan s is a friend of ours, mademoiselle. But I do not believe he is here yet. Allow us to escort you in until he arrives?" The broad smile is friendly, his touch warm, sensual on her other shoulder, drawing her away from Jacques. "Andre Pierre Raffarin, mademoiselle, and my friend, Michel Chevenement. An. I watched as she opened her locker, her bag falling to the floor as she bent over, her legs straight, her amazing ass poking right up in the air, her bikini bottoms riding right up between her big round ass cheeks, her pussy mound showing between her legs. My cock was rock solid. She picked up her stuff and walked to her changing cubical. I lent my head back closing my eyes, I started breathing heavily, I was close to cumming, I really badly wanted to run out there as she was bent over, pull.