I wanted to desperately see her navel. Her belly button. That would be orgasmic. I felt ashamed for asking this favor. Common which god would help a p...rvert like me enjoy an innocent girl’s exposed body parts. I left god out of the equation and prayed he wont punish me for asking such wishes. It was just looking, I am not touching her or anything. Hmm.. Still does not sound right. It was lunch time and she left. When she came back she had tucked in her shirt. I couldn’t see anything anymore. I. By the end of the night, everyone had been swapping stories, laughing hysterically about absolutely nothing and eagerly waiting for their next outing. Camille tossed a piece of popcorn at Samantha. ‘So, is it me or are you going to say what’s going on?’ Samantha turned and blushed as Camille laughed at her innocent response. ‘What’s going on?’ She moved back from the glass and sat next to Camille in one of the chairs facing the field. Camille crossed her legs in the chair and waited. He was sure that after a good run she wouldn't even give that male any more real thought.The first thing Nathan noticed when he rushed through the door was that Terrance and Rory were sitting around the only remaining table eating breakfast."I see that our faith in you to find our boy wasn't misplaced," said Rory with a smile."Have you heard anything about Ariel?" asked Nathan with a touch of desperation."No, not yet we've not heard anything. The two of us just regained consciousness late last. . . you touch my. . . cervix. . . !” she yelled, twisting her hips.“More, baby, more!” he exclaimed, pushing the tip of his thick, extremely long finger against the hard crown and then, finally, thrusting it inside her womb.“Feel it, little pussy?” his finger was probing her most inner parts. "Ggoddd. . . arghhhhhh. . . oohhhhh. . . myyyyyyy god. . .ahhh... stooooopppp!!”Her high squeals were all music to his ears. “You little chick. . . you little babe. . . cream for your.