It was a pretty typical place for teenaged girls. Very girly,which I assumed was normal for a thirteen year old, somewhere between alittle girl's plac... (LOTS of stuffed animals and a couple of dolls, thelatter of which looking more like displays than playthings), anda young woman (makeup and perfume on the vanity). My dresser was fullof exactly what I expected, but still sort of wished wouldn't be there- colorful panties and bras, and several other undergarments I don'teven have names for. My. Bob White’s lunch table was always full, with regulars and casuals filling in seats whenever they vacated.On any given evening, their home contained from eight to twelve additional students, and among them there were visits from unattached boys and girls whose primary interest was hooking up with the unattached of the opposite gender. Dating someone from the study group wasn’t discouraged, but persistent, unwanted advances resulted in ejection and banning. Some came for one reason, and stayed. Before the lady knew it, Natalie’s tongue was buried inside her pussy and she was writhing so completely in ecstasy that we remembered to close the front door so as not to disturb the neighbors. It didn’t take long for my new ginger slut to get the strange woman to the point and beyond, which was a good thing, because she needed to get back to work. When she left, though, she left with a smile and an open invitation to visit us on her free time if she wished. The way that she looked at all of. You can taste it and you like it." She leaned back, her eyes looking at my lips. "Yesssssss! You taste him. Don't you?" She purred at me. "We both love it, don't we?"She slowly rolled off of me lying back on the arm of the sofa. Sensuously lifting her skirt and sliding her hand up between her legs, she began to toy with her pussy. She slowly spread her legs for me, revealing her soaked panties.She pulled her panties to the side so I could see her lips, tugging on them."I am soooooo horny! She.