'I did that myself, back in the day, ' Mrs. Jones thought, and had to suppress a smile, until she realized just why her daughter was dressing secretly...When the phone rang, Ellie raced to get it. Mavis waited, counting to ten before lifting the receiver and listening in again."Margie: " ... this green dress ... why, if I sit or bend, my panties show."Ellie: "The tight, tight green one?"Margie: "Yeah, and no bra."Ellie: "I'm wearin' my blue slutty thing. You know the one cut real low in the. . With the nicest dick I've seen in a long time.” Before I could say anything, he took my hands and moved them away from my meat-stick, which was still fully hard. He looked down at it as it pointed to him, its head gleaming with pre-cum. I looked down too, but at his cock; it was centimetres away from mine, and almost fully hard.I looked up, and he also did at the same time. He smiled and chuckled a little at the surprised and perplexed expression on my face, and then it happened. He KISSED. Mr. Stimson had been sitting there in silence, quiteprobably watching me rifle through his papers. He rose and walked overto switch on the main light.Imposters like me have to think on their feet. I said: "I hate toadmit it Mr. Stimson, but I was looking for a cigarette." I don't evensmoke. It just seemed to be something that might bring a schoolgirlinto an adult's room.His face broke into a smile. He was a good-looking man. In his earlyfifties I guessed, but he could have been much. “Ah, yes, the lovely Kristal.” said Simone, watching the video. “She must have seduced more girls than anyone I’ve ever known - including me!” she smiled, trailing her fingers lightly from Lauren’s head, over her breasts and down between her legs. She pushed her middle finger into Lauren’s pussy, withdrew and brought it up to her mouth, tasting it with the tip of her tongue. “Beautiful, I’ll never forget the taste!”“Simone, please let us go now. Please. We won’t tell, I promise!” cried Lauren,.