=========================================================================Try 10:I kept making woman do little gestures on my way to work and back, onc...even giving a short cry and jumping from her seat as if she was bitten inthe behind.Than one evening I met the first really hot looking chick since my littlechitchat with Mr. Steinberg. She wore a business-look with high heeledleather boots. Probably in her mid-30s she had long brunette locks thatframed her face and reached down to her very well. When Item 8 came up it was the last item and Sandy and I were the last group. When Karen said my name I wanted to die. Here I was wearing only an apron from the waist down with my ass shining bright red and I was going to have to walk across the campus and back. The group decided that to make it a little more interesting they would all come along to look out for me. I cringed at the thought, as I knew they'd draw as much attention as possible. I was right about this. They were hooping and. One evening, we were lying naked on the floor and I look critically at her figure. Her tits were great, a good handful, about a 'C' cup, full and firm, but her hips were a bit on the big size."What size are you?" I asked."Size 12," she replied, which means nothing to me."Fine, how about measurements?" I asked."Oh," she said looking thoughtful, "I don't really know."I got up and find a tape measure in my mum's old sewing bag."Use this," I said."36 bust, 28 waist and 38 hips," she called. Thenhe started pinching it and working his fingers in and out and in no time I was panting and he had me fucking waywet again. Then he switched hands and held the hand with my pussy juice on it up to my mouth. I eagerly begansucking his fingers and moaning at the excitement that was building in my shaved pussy. John pulled his hand out of my mouth and grabbed me bythe hair and yanked my head back as he furiously workedhis other hand still in my pussy. He had at least 3 fingers in and I was so.